I'm not quite myself these days
Guess we all come undone,
Time to time in different ways, as well
I have myself to blame,
Guess I don''t understand,
I need help in many ways.
God's got a plain for me?
Well I'm gonna' tell you one thing,
I don't got the patience or the time.
What can I say?
I'm no angel, I'm not forsaken
But I can bleed!
Tear me open, I believe;
God will set you up to bleed.
And no one can deceive
What is meant to be and,
'Bloody murder' we will scream.
Well I guess it's time for me.
Tell me what I'm left to believe
'Cause I don't know the concept of the pain
I don't want the faith,
I'll just lose it,
I can prove it,
Watch me bleed!
Tear me open.
'Cause I'm (hey!)
Not giving up (hey!)
No sefl control, suffocated to the bone
Who can't be saved, I'm just his disgrace.
These days are strange, it's true.
There's not a thing that I would change,
No mistakes that i'd undo.
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