I’ve given up on giving up slowly
I’m blending in so you won’t even know me
apart from this whole world that shares my fate
This one last bullet you mention
is my one last shot at redemption
because I know to live you must give your life away
And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though there’s no way of knowing where to go, promise I’m going because...
I'm afraid this complacency is something I can't shake.
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