I’ll give you everything
but I’m out of what you need
Here comes faith, walking,
too late to intercede
but I’m out of what you need
Here comes faith, walking,
too late to intercede
Love lined with hate
Tears laced with shame
I’ll fight every hour
To keep things just the same
Tears laced with shame
I’ll fight every hour
To keep things just the same
This chaos, it begs,
the waters be still
But still waters would have
an empty heart to fill
the waters be still
But still waters would have
an empty heart to fill
You race in my heart
Like the racing of your hands
Tiny toy cars in motion
Heeding your demands
Like the racing of your hands
Tiny toy cars in motion
Heeding your demands
Every moment I lose you
I fight for your return
Every word, every step,
I fight for your return
Every word, every step,
My insides gasp and burn
The product of my life
the result of all my being
My confinement, my prison,
the result of all my being
My confinement, my prison,
You have come to taste so freeing
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