Did I wear you out?. Were you overwhelmed?. Were you dead all along?. Can you open up just enough. To heal yourself and start again?. Well, I'm sorry.
My future seems so full of life. And brighter now than it has ever been. But somehow I just can't allow. My shell to crack. And let the sun shine in. .
Hold me until my head is clear again. Cross off the names of all who died here. And I'll become the sacred faith you lost. I'm thinking. . Every second changes everything in my life.
I am just a needle in your arm. I am just the skin around a scar. I am like a pill to help you heal. I was only trying to make you feel something. . I will breathe fire.