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I feel like the last lit in the back of my mind,
Both palms to the future, no in the line,
But no qualms it.
I don't flip a like the rest of them,
Or in the line and live life by the pendulum.
Never would I sell my soul, the beauty
In the little things you can't and break the mold from it
Look, you can see tomorrow in my
And expect nothing less thean a in disguise
the clouds clear
"Heaven"'s a six-letter word, like "crutch"
Hanging on the syllables and verbs of
And this is why I walk where the ends
And live in between that little space where the notes bend,
This is all ever made sense
My hopes, my flesh, my bones, my breath
Holding onto truth like it's
And your cliff's edge is cuttin' the
I think it's to let go

Look at what you
Got the whole world holding their heads in their
Trying to hold to
Trying to figure out the pieces, find another to believe in
at what you started
Got the whole world shaking fist at the sky
Trying to a reason
Trying to blame it on their
Like it's coming through to away their Jesus

I see the glow in the from the street
And I see truth the passion I release
And it, all of this is torn apart the seams
And to me that I don't need a hand to hold a dream
Said, I don't need to stand in front of God to
With a devil that's inside to take away my dreams I created
Play my little life on the
Carve a sentence out of silence, and wear it a ring to remember
"Hell" is just a four-letter word, "fear"
the reflection in your tears
I've choking on my everything for years
Trying to force a meaning into anything ever smudged the mirror, like
I learned that is not about control
No wins, no loss, no points, no goals, go
Holding onto truth it's slipping
And your cliff's edge is the rope
I it's time to let go

Look at you started
Got the whole world holding their heads in hands
Trying to hold to
to figure out the pieces, find another meaning to believe in
Look at you started
Got the whole world they fist at the sky
to find a reason
Trying to blame it on mama
it's coming through to take away their Jesus