Tell me now, are you your life? Tell me now, do you get your sleep at Tell me now, have you found yourself begging for a way Your has no lights. Tell me now, have you found your freedom from the guilt that's held you inside? You've ran so hard and found no to hide tonight. hopelessness has always loved it when you tried holding you tightly time you close your eyes. you softly that there's nothing you can do. Reminds you that its all because of you. You've fallen to the you've received, now somehow you can't believe. The thing drops you is not what makes you. When but failure retreats, somehow we've lost the belief. The thing that drops you is not makes you. The way you've held on to this in your life. It's the stain you have tried so hard to erase, but it keeps staring in your face. You've done the things you thought that you would do now suddenly your hated land on you. Stand in the painting only losers design. Stand in the painting, its a picture of mind. You've fallen to the lies you've received, now somehow you believe. The thing drops you is not what makes you. When but failure retreats, somehow we've lost the belief. The thing drops you is not what makes you. We cry, as we wade through this state of pain, as we find our mistakes have given us our name. While the angels of mourn the day, for they know it's so far from God would say. We've embraced the of praise intended for us today. YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL TODAY with all your failures and "YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL TODAY" He's shouting through the mess you've CAN YOU When everything but retreats, somehow we've got to believe