What am I suppose to do, some kind of magic trick!

You blame your self for all the hate thats bottle up inside
But you can never fully come to realize
That you cant control my fate
You cant just come into my life then leave...
You have to wait

i cant take this anymore..
you tell me their sick
what am i supposed to do...
some kind of magic trick
i cant pull it off...

they may be there
but i cant help my heart is still bare
i need nothing nor feel nothing for those people
but i cant seem to stop my prayers from reaching the steeple
What am i supposed to do...some kind of magic trick

Why do i feel so guilty
this world is just so filthy
for making me believe in things that aren't real
What am i supposed to do...
some kind of magic trick

What kind of wicked dream is this
you know i now believe that ignorance is bliss
what am i supposed to do...
some kind of magic trick
what kind of sick joke am i supposed to try
what am i supposed to do...
some kind of magic trick

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO...
SOME KIND OF MAGIC TRICK