Disbanded - Preaching to the Choir Lyrics

Handheld reflections
They show me to myself
Put me on a certain shelf
And I'm tired of it

Ears turning inwards
'Till there's nothing new at all
Ignoring others call
And we don't know it

Need some air to light a fire, love
But we're all preaching to the choir

Virtual arena
With passion on both sides
Watch as each insult flies
Both caught in their webs

Swallow your ego
You're barely speaking your own words
Repeating most of what you've heard
Like you don't owe it

Confrontation is a liar
When your ground is always higher
Need some air to light a fire, love
But we're all preaching to the choir