| Nothing can be done against the truth
No matter how we remain in denial,
Wasting time, Replacing time,
With each empty excuse,
That will only work a little while,
Coping with despair and knowing you're not there,
Ashamed to just admit I've been a fool,
So I blame it on the Sun,
Run away from everyone,
Hoping to escape this ridicule,
Trapped in misery, Wrapped so miserably,
In this deception that I'm wearing like a skin,
Dying to maintain, what I keep trying to explain,
It's just a heart that never loved me to begin,
I'm such a mess and I have no choice but to confess,
That I've been desperately trying to belong,
Lying to myself and everybody else,
Refusing to admit my right was wrong,
Then he came,
"Selah", it means
Praise and meditation
And that it is seen
How beautiful is fruit still in denial of its roots?
My guilty heart behaved so foolishly,
This treason from within that reasons with my sin,
Won't be happy til it sees the death of me,
Selfishly addicted to the life that I depicted,
Conflicted because it's not reality,
what's left of me?
I've begged you desperately,
It's caused me to agree with what I know is best for me,
Please save me from myself,
I need you to save me from myself,
Please save me from myself so I can heal,
The choices that Ive made,
Have been nothing but mistakes,
What a wasted use of space,
Should I die before I wake?
In all of my religion,
I've fortified this prison,
Obligated to obey,
The demands of bad decisions,
Please save me from myself,
I need you to save me from myself,
Please save me from myself so I can heal,
Then he came,
"Selah", it means
Praise and meditation
And that it is seen |
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