Freedom to Feel-John Reuben

Step away, keep your distance I can't be what you want me to be But right now there are things inside I don't want you to see So take your personal spotlight Shine it on someone else for a while I can't force a happy face or makeshift you a smile I can't deny what I see, what I feel or what's in front of me So take your world of precious moments of make-believe They never made me believe in anything But left me with nothing to hold on to, your quick fix And magic tricks can only disguise what I was going through And now I'm thinkin' it was when it wasn't And now I'm tryin' to rationalize what just doesn't Come together and somehow doesn't make sense But God, how can I convince them when I'm not even convinced? Everyone is thinkin' it, but nobody's sayin' it Everyone's sayin' it, but nobody's feeling it Everyone's feeling it, but nobody's seein' it So how am I supposed to know what's real? False sense of happiness My security wrapped up in this These control freaks seek out Who they can brainwash and make activists They'd rather have me lie Than bring my failure to the light Keep your secrets to yourself It's not about you but them lookin' right No time to be ugly Don't trouble them with your doubt and fears Shout for joy little boys and girls You brokenness ain't welcome here Well, excuse me while I bleed through and my life Becomes see-through Don't ask for transparency But reject what you seein' too Everyone is thinkin' it, but nobody's sayin' it Everyone is sayin' it, but nobody's feelin' it Everyone is feelin' it, but nobody is seein' it So tell me, how am I supposed to know what's real? Everyone is thinkin' it Everyone is feelin' it But nobody is seeing it And how am I supposed to feel? How am I supposed to know what's real? So please Can somebody tell me How am I supposed to know what's real When I was told and controlled how to feel? You tell me now How am I supposed to know what's real When I was told and controlled how to feel? Jesus, please tell me How are they gonna know You're real When we're told and controlled how to feel Jesus, tell me please How they gonna know You're real When they're controlled and told how to feel? You tell me How am I supposed to know what's real When I was told and controlled how to feel? You tell me please, God How are they gonna know that You're real When they're told and controlled how to feel? You tell me please How am I supposed to know what's real? How are they supposed to know what's real? How are they supposed to know what's real? How are you and I supposed to know? Freedom to feel How am I supposed to feel? How am I supposed to know what's real?