| Woah, as I shit
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| I sit and wonder why
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| My floor’s so cold and my back’s broken tile
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| Life is good
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| Go ahead, even though it won’t be long
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| In the candles, come emotions that
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| Dance with the shadows on my wall
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| What were your thoughts
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| As they were flying through your mind
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| Compared to what you feel from
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| The bars you’re now behind?
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| If they could speak
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| What do you think they’d say to you?
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| I do believe you’d been better off
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| If you’d just told the truth
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| Never had a problem till I stood away, so face with me
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| And I wish there was a way for me to go inside so I could see
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| All the faces of the people who have torn a piece of me
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| As I grew from a seed, woah, to a tree
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| Can you feel the power of the eye
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| That’s hidden away, five feet from where we lie?
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| What do you taste, when you take a drink of me?
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| Is it too much for me to ask if I asked you to leave?
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| Please, just leave
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| 'Cause I want to be alone
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| There’s a fine line between love and my feelings for you
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| High time I washed it all away
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| Unkind
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| I watch your future burn before you
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| Denied a chance of any love in your life
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| And I ask you… one time
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| Why?
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| Never had a problem till I stood away, so face with me
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| And I wish there was a way for me to go inside so I could see
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| All the faces of the people who have torn a piece of me
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| As I grew from a seed to a tree |