He knew that my mental wasn't in its right place....and advantage again, was being taken.
He knew that my love was being overshadowed with fear, and fault.
He knew that in this moment,
I needed to be saved,
and he knew that in this moment,
that love needed to be proven, for my faith needed to be restored.
He felt my rhythm, and knew that it wasn't in sync.
He felt the melody of my song, and knew that it was of
sorrow and pain,
he knew that my song was meaningful, and a fever had reached me.
I wasn't immune to the sickness of despair, and betrayal.
All along it was a fever,
I was a cold head, hot headed believer.
I had trapped myself in the chaos of emptiness, and confusion.
It's not much of a live you're living,
it's not just something you take, it's given.
...........................................Round and around, and around we go.
Tell me now, tell me now, tell me now, you know.....................................
As the song plays in my mind, so does the pain.
One must ask and search........where did things go wrong, and who is to fault.
Funny you're the broken one, but I'm the only one who needed saving...
But when you never see the light, it's hard to know which one of us is caving...
The melody keeps playing in my head
as questions never get answered.
but the truth is just that,
........the truth.
There is only two things you can do with the truth,
and that is to accept it,
or deny it.
It has no explanation.
This is what I've come to realize.
Just move the fuck on with the truth,
because it will set you free.
