

Hold it ClosePain, it washes over me Burns my soul, scalds my heart Eyes shut tight, they can't see As me and myself drift farther apart Despite the sadness, I will not flee I've been here before, its not so hardHold it Close
Let pain come Don't let pain go Hold your pain close
Sorrow, it drips from my veins Infects my spirit, poisons my mind I have to fight it, no more red stains A silent killer of its own kind Didn't expect how difficult it became A note of my confessions, my suicide
Let sorrow come Don't let sorrow go Hold your sorrow close &nb


DrivenMust have drawn a thousand lines Driven by a thousand bittersweet tears To help me cope and clearly define All these emotions, thoughts, and fearsDriven
Must have bled a thousand times Driven by a thousand broken hearts Trying to piece together the puzzle and lies Made up of me and my broken parts
Must have suffered a thousand crimes Driven by a mans lust and corrupt mind Its my excuse and reason, it justifies Why to gentleness I was always blind
Must have used and abused my purpose Driven by the character of a selfish child But to God now do I


By His HandBending over backwards Crawling on all fours Crying to the sky and stars Hiding welts and soresBy His Hand
Praying for a savior Worshiping a blade Rewards for your behavior In bruises of every shade
Yelling at the mirror Spitting at yourself Can't explain it clearer Just play the card thats dealt
You're knocked out on the floor His nails are in your flesh He was waiting at the door Screaming loud, blood is fresh
Now you understand And this is the last straw No longer live by his hand Toss that card and draw


Love You Forever... MaybeMy fingers brush against the edge Of something dangerous, amazing To you I make this honor, pledge To love you forever... maybeLove You Forever... Maybe
We never seem to have time at all Your compassion does not exist You make my heart sputter and stall But I'm not raptured in bliss
Your hand never wanders or searches for mine But our hearts still beat together And still you committed the worst of crimes You stole my heart forever
My heart is deeply embedded again Within things I just cannot understand But if love was always perfect and zen Life would be dul
Hands empty of the heart I was afraid to give
Traded for feelings as pure and white as a dove
left me no choice
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... a bit like the Church of England
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... a bit like the Church of England
I think I got the hang of it.
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