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I feel like the lit candle in the back of my mind,
Both palms to the future, no in the line,
But no qualms it.
I don't flip a coin like the of them,
Or fall in the line and live by the pendulum.
Never I sell my soul, find the beauty
In the little things you control and break the mold from it
Look, you can see tomorrow in my
And expect less thean a lesson in disguise
When the clouds
"Heaven"'s just a word, like "crutch"
on the syllables and verbs of trust
And this is why I walk the road ends
And live in between little space where the notes bend, like
is all that ever made sense
My hopes, my flesh, my bones, my breath
Holding onto like it's slipping
And your cliff's edge is the rope
I it's time to let go

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

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

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