It wasn't the fear of exemption
The thought of alone
It wasn't releasing myself from all
The skeletons
No. It wasn't hard to believe in everything I was told
Until I grew up and had to make some sense on my own
And how could everything I say I've been through using words, somehow satisfy me
like making you feel bad for me cures
This disease, the hate, the fact that I can't erase
It's like the oxygen I breathe is poisonous and hey
I'm not just another guy looking for answers in life like why a god why a hell, where do we go when we die
Cause honestly I don't believe a revelation can spawn
These questioning demons to pack their bags and be gone
Let's be honest for second
Do you think it would help?
If all of the sudden this life
could finally make sense of itself
Would you finally see?
Would you begin to exhale?
Or would the answer prove to be another demon itself
How many people do you know wish they could turn off their brain?
Cause I know
I'm not the only one who's living this way
To rather, live in a dream, unconsciously unaware
How fucking sad is it
To have this conversation with air
Without fear or have a single shred of fuck if you care
When in fact that may be the only reason I'm here.
I know, how it must seem to hear these words as a cloud
A depressing and condescending broken record too loud
But they're my words and thoughts
You have a choice to be here,
I'm not the unavoidable demon inside of your ear
when you lay down
I'm not the voice inside that you hear
Thats just you. I'm sorry.
I know it's hard for you my baby
Because it's hard for me my baby
Each night before you go to bed my baby
Whisper a little prayer for me my baby
The darkest hour is just before dawn
How many scratches on the surface of fate
How many lies does it take to be complacent today
I'm not broken, but I have a scar or two that lead me to change
The path the blood takes
from my heart to my brain
It's a shame how we can go from being practically sane
To find out that it was only cause we self medicate
Its your life, you find solutions that can help you escape, and I'll act like I believe you and the lies we exchange
Cause after all we're not concerned with being true to ourselves
As long as I can make you see what I intended to sell, it's a shell
A body, a smile,
it makes me feel good
Then cry and bitch about how I'm so misunderstood
So go and save yourself and remove the disguise
the lies are all the voices keeping you up night.
I know, how it must seem to hear these words in a cloud
A depressing and condescending broken record too loud
But they're my words and thoughts
You have a choice to be here,
I'm not the unavoidable demon inside of your ear
when you lay down
I'm not the voice inside that you hear
Thats just you. I'm sorry.
Each night before you go to bed my baby
Whisper a little prayer for me my baby
The darkest hour is just before dawn
I know, how it must seem to hear these words as a cloud
A depressing and condescending broken record too loud
But they're my words and thoughts
And I choose persevere
I refuse give up
and let the future end here
But I hope for your sake
You can begin let go
Forgiving the past and what's been slowing breeding inside your soul
It hasn't been an easy ride
and no one promised you gold
but maybe tomorrow we will wake up and believe in ourselves
We can hope
We can hope.
I know it's hard for you my baby
Because it's hard for me my baby
Each night before you go to bed my baby
Whisper a little prayer for me my baby
The darkest hour is just before dawn

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