[Verse 1]
I'll stop coming 'round, it's a delicate move
Can I excuse myself without any proof?
I don't wanna leave, but it's pulling my mind
I'm sorry for the pain, I just can't explain
My [?] relieving
I'll leave my notes, my messy writing
And a small way to find me

[Chorus]
The [?] is low
And I don't want to go, but I feel cold
The [?] is low
And I don't want to go

[Post-Chorus]
But this is my religion
But this is my religion

[Verse 2]
Religion of peace, of me and myself
Your face is a masterpiece, but I have to leave
Peace in a person, warmth and a place
I've been descending down with the grace

[Chorus]
Thе [?] is low
And I don't want to go, but I feel cold
The [?] is low
And I don't want to go
[Post-Chorus]
But this is my religion
But this is my religion
But this is my rеligion
But this is my religion