Take a look at my life
Take a look at my love
Take a look at my soul
You can't save me
And you don't even know

I got too many problems
And not enough solutions
A brain that makes people think I'm lost and gone delusional
Another sunken ship
Another stranded photo book with past's pictures plastered in it.
Holding on to heaven
While questioning why I feel so ******
And...
I've tragically adapted to this mindset.

God won't tell me if he wants me to live
Doesn't speak to me in the way portrayed in hymns
Don't breathe through me in the way that you say that you live
And don't treat me differently when satan insists.
And this is it.
Got to breathe life into this desert I roam in shame
Should leave frights window sill and leap from it's pain

And I can taste it.
As it all gets lost
But I can't register it's meaning until I figure out it's cause
So don't look at me like just another feather
Falling from the wings of the angels sent to protect you
I'm tragic,
And it shows
Blacking out before the rain comes and waking up soaked
I try to pretend that I'm far from painfully close
And face the displacement of hating what I faithfully chose
But this is obvious.
And that's exactly why you freeze
When you crawl behind my eyelids and see what I've been seeing
When you fall into my silence you find out what it means
When they say that it's the quiet ones that always want to scream
Hush,
It's not about words
Force fed holiness will only make it worse
The law drenched loneliness is scorching the burns
Of what God really feels like compared to words