You speak of grace like you've see it..your precious blood begins to
boil over..and we will never be the same again..i'll hopefully be close
enough..with a better understanding..now that i've got your
attention..the plastic parts of people melt away..a blowing wind, it
changes my position..there just something about facing our fears
today...the changing of the wind is feeding one of my addictions..will
i ever be the same again..i'll hopefully be close enough..with a better
understanding..now that i've got your attention..the plastic parts of
people melt away..a blowing wind, it changes my position..there just
something about facing our fears today..this won't take long..using
words you feel are true..keep building the love..the beauty above me it
breathes out loud..as i learn to indulge in you..now that i've got your
attention..the plastic parts of people melt away..a blowing wind, it
changes my position..there just something about facing our fears
today..honestly i'll never be the same again..but i'm trying..i tried
to be something im not..in the end i'll never be the same again