polite conversation is meaningless
i wanna get deep; endless
like a sea, my currents bring me back
to my knees
questioning how i feel about the afterlife
what will i get from life
what do i know of mine?.
i know that im morally a good person
theres no doubt about that
by my standards, but
i dont know if by others that means anything
i mean, i dont believe in angel wings
i dont belive that i could sing
to someone i cant see
and if hes there, hes seen me on my knees
hes seen me bleed
hes seen me cause these things
he knows i could never let him take control of me
but i dont know if the fact that nothing ever will
could ever change that i could never give him anything
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