I'm so frustrated and I hate it that you cannot be sedated
So unsure of beauty, jaded at the world and how we made it
out alive how we survive but hidden patience now is tried
it's not a lie but you still hide inside the guy who burned alive
leaving trace of blackened grace that sits behind your perfect face
always behind even when grins and laughter fly from former sins like
a turtle in its shell entombed in sheltered living hell that's left behind when
the world and its people have moved on you dwell upon the former me and how I
fell from the life of the sinner I was
You know I'll always love you
as the clouds burn with fire my desire
that you see I'm who you want me to be
And if it rains let it pour thunderstorms
wash away the sins of past
let it go let's move on and cross this bridge we're waiting on for far too long... Together.
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