Wednesday, March 24, 2010

syndicate

i laugh but im stressing
this weight off the world
im broken and sorry im worried but it doesnt hurt


here i go and i look like somebody else
when i look to far into it
without the warmth that i felt
you speak ordinary words,
third times a charm and a promise to not get hurt

can you hear me
am i still a part of you
youve got me so confused
am i still alive
am i not only
holy god would you save me from my thoughts

clean up todays mess, wash the dirt off my knees again
cause ive been dragging myself through, since ive been living without you

can you hear me
am i still a part of you
youve got me so confused
am i still alive
am i not only
holy god would you save me from my thoughts

on the outside with blind eyes all the choices that i make
but everything keeps happening in frames
can i still be amazing, without the grace

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