I can feel it calling
Gentle pressure promising heaven
A fatalistic view of the world around me
Tainting me
I'm praying for something to set me free
Reality twists and I'm fading
I'm slipping away from myself
I thank whatever is taking me
Suffering for the sins of my father
I gave up my soul
The only cure for my ruptured heart
Feelings of love denied
I've fallen again for my pride
A pattern of humility I can't deceive
The blood an unexpected poison
That sought to give me life
I thought I had a little longer to work on my hate
I've been saving it just for you
Please give me a reason to want you again
I feel the sun break on my face
Mingling with the shadows of my disgrace
And I know this moment is not for me
I'm failing
Failing in my search for some peace
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