Antique

Verse 1: Questions weigh on me, they never seem to cease Is it my destiny, or just a random piece? Am I meant to be here, or should I just leave? Is there a grand design, or do I just perceive? Chorus: Is it to be, is it not to be? These thoughts keep haunting me Is there a plan for me? Or is God just an antique? Verse 2: Searching for answers, but they're hard to find Am I just a puppet, with strings I can't unwind? Do I have free will, or am I just a pawn? Is there a bigger purpose, that I'm yet to dawn? Chorus: Is it to be, is it not to be? These thoughts keep haunting me Is there a plan for me? Or is God just an antique? Bridge: I look to the sky, hoping for a sign But all I hear is silence, is this a divine design? The weight on my shoulders, it's hard to bear But I'll keep searching, for the truth I swear Chorus: Is it to be, is it not to be? These thoughts keep haunting me Is there a plan for me? Or is God just an antique? Outro: Questions weigh on me, but I won't let them win I'll keep searching, until the answers begin Is it to be, is it not to be? One day I'll finally see. (Outro)