I rejoice in what little I have left
These thoughts that I am blessed
I hold onto fact that I've got myself intact
But still I hold on
Keep pieces in cracks that won't restore back
To conditions which they held before
I can heal if I ignore
Caught betwixt the burning bush and the pleasure fix
The pre-eternal risk
A duel until light sheds some conscience on this fight
Still I fight on
Until I decide or play chance with might
To take flight or to perjure
Why don't I remember any more?
I'm tryna see it from the inside out
With entrance granted by clearing doubt
I lay awake with my faith banging on the door
While my body's begging me for just a little more
I'm trying to see it through what's coming back
But my paranoia won't cut me slack
I can't escape with the strain that I bore on myself
Help
Help
Help
Help
Help
I'm tryna see it from the inside out
With entrance granted by clearing doubt
I lay awake with my faith banging on the door
While my body's begging me for just a little more
I'm trying to see it through what's coming back
But my paranoia won't cut me slack
I can't escape with the strain that I bore on myself
Help