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

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

I see the glow in the window from the
And I see through the passion I release
And absorb it, all of is torn apart the seams
And to me that I don't need a hand to hold a dream
Said, I need to stand in front of God to intervene
With a that's inside trying to take away my dreams I created
Play my little life on the
Carve a sentence out of silence, and 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 everything for
Trying to force a meaning 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 cliff's edge is the rope
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
Look at what you
Got the world shaking they fist at the sky
to find a reason
Trying to it on their mama
Like coming through to take away their Jesus