Mr. Lake...hold me.

Mr. Lake...I beg.

Mr. Lake...It's late.

Mr. Lake...Aren't you there?

Mr. Lake...Where's your voice?

Mr. Lake...I need your breath.

Mr. Lake...Don't leave.

Mr. Lake...Are you there?

Mr. Lake...My palms are *****.

Mr. Lake...This is all there is.

Mr. Lake...I can't keep going.

Mr. Lake...Where are you?

Mr. Lake...Set me free.

I saw him at the gates,
Wondered why he would forsake,
Time slows down and I'm running,
Running for my life.
He's climbing over,
Gun in hand.
God, oh why God have you forsaken us?

Bang Bang, down goes my friends,
Bang Bang, down goes the educators,
Bang Bang, down at my feet.

Is this where my life ends?
I'm just only seventeen,
Where will I go when I die?
He's coming for us all,
Ak-47 in his hands.
God, oh why God have you forsaken us?

Bang Bang, down goes my friends,
Bang Bang, down goes the educators,
Bang Bang, down at my feet.

He's at the door.
Am I no more?
I can't see my own two hands.
Tears on my face.
.
.
.
God?

Daggers of glass in my feet,
Expressing myself as best as I can,
Still stumbling through freezing snow,
With glass in my feet.

I'm slowing to a stop,
Beginning to not care what I become,
The glass digs itself deeper once again,
I can walk a thousand miles,
and get nowhere.

That's the idea that I'm presenting,
The glass digging into my bones,
I know that I have nowhere to go,
Lie to me again, will you please?

The glass under my feet hurts so bad,
But I'm walking underneath the surface of the ice,
Maybe I'll find a way in the snowstorm,
but under the ice, I'm frozen.

I forget who I'm waiting for,
On the faded concrete,
As per usual I'm looking to the sky,
Maybe I'll see the sign I've been waiting for,
We've all waited for.

I'm no saint but I need your halo,
I may curse you but please speak unto me,
I beg of you to breath onto my skin,
My empty bones need flames.

Wandering isles of convenience stores,
Looking for a sign from the place where I reign,
Stole another bag of suicide, maybe cyanide.
I'm waiting.
Waiting for us all.

I'm no saint but kindly give me strength,
Prove unto me that you are here,
Empty promises never fulfilled,
My deadened bones need reviving from you.

I'm no saint...but I need you.
I need you.
Please come home now.
Please...

Could we turn back time?
Could we bring back the sun?
Could we become holy again?
The lies we embraced as own own,
The times we pretended we were okay,
Ending on a sour note of progression.
Could we sing you to sleep?
Could we apologize in somber eyes?
Could we **** to regain our love?
A land where death never comes,
A song where we were divided.
Could we turn back time?
Could we sing you to sleep?
Could we dowse you in red and blue?

I take these trees and pretend you're there.
I stole these arms to fake my own death.
I stormed the city and got ran over by a taxi cab.
I went back and cried to the heavens.
This isn't easy so leave my body be.
I take these trees and pretend you didn't leave.

Mister Spirit,
How do I speak?
Mister Spirit,
When will I die?
Mister Spirit,
How do you speak?

I follow mounds of burnt down trees and hope it leads me to the will for living.
I stole a gun to **** and undo my existence.
I yell torment as the wind whispers my name.
I felt cold fingers on my shoulder and I know who's here.

Mister Spirit,
How do I speak? (to you)
Mister Spirit,
When will I die? (at last)
Mister Spirit,
How do you speak? (to us)

I only want to scream and cry but I'm held back.
I know my brain is sick and I'm trying to heal it back.
I sink into songs of life but spit out death.
I hate every God alive.
I despise every word you never spoke.
I desperately need your touch on my head.
Lean me back, into the kingdom.

I don't know why I thought you'd care,
You don't make an effort to try and help me up off the ground,
Keeping your head inside your own inflicted heart,
Creatures sing in tongues around your head.

Describe yourself to me,
Maybe I'll understand tomorrow,
You don't know my brain,
So why do you even try?

Stretching for an answer from me,
Focusing on the words but never the lines in the middle,
What a shame that I might be failing, but don't you see I'm also falling?

Describe yourself to me,
Hush my selfish words,
Pretending to know my brain,
When you've never checked inside.