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I like the last lit candle in the back of my mind,
palms to the future, no slack in the line,
But no with it.
I don't flip a coin like the of them,
Or fall in the and live life by the pendulum.
Never I sell my soul, find the beauty
In the little things you can't and break the mold from it
Look, you can see in my eyes
And expect nothing less thean a in disguise
When the clouds
"Heaven"'s just a six-letter word, "crutch"
Hanging on the and verbs of trust
And this is why I walk where the ends
And live in between that little space where the notes bend,
This is all that ever made
My hopes, my flesh, my bones, my breath
Holding onto like it's slipping
And your edge is cuttin' the rope
I it's time to let go

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

I see the glow in the from the street
And I see truth through the passion I
And absorb it, all of this is torn the seams
And to me that I don't need a hand to hold a dream
Said, I don't to stand in front of God to intervene
a devil that's inside trying to take away my dreams I created
Play my little life on the
a sentence out of silence, and wear it like a ring to remember
"Hell" is a four-letter word, like "fear"
the reflection in your tears
I've been choking on my for years
Trying to force a meaning into anything ever smudged the mirror, like
I learned that this is not about
No wins, no loss, no points, no goals, go
Holding onto like it's slipping
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 to reason
Trying to figure out the pieces, find meaning to believe in
at what you started
Got the world shaking they fist at the sky
Trying to a reason
Trying to blame it on mama
Like it's coming to take away their Jesus