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It seems like |
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I've been here one thousand times before. |
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One thousand times everyday and |
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I still beg for more. |
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Not far from here |
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I'll find myself, but time is the distance from that feeling. |
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I can't take it. |
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These beatings |
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I give to myself have got to stop, but |
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I need your help. |
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My better half is the half that |
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I hide and |
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I'm trying hard not to let this go. |
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Your words are healing but they're burning me up inside. |
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I'd love to taste, |
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I'd love to feel and share that life. |
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Her I am I think |
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I've said too much again. |
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You're too real and |
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I can't take it. |
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Have we gone too far or maybe not far enough? |
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So many walls in our way and it's not a surprise to m that this. |
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Right in front of me |
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I see the rest of me, |
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I see the rest of my life. |
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And so again |
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I beg for that beating, and when received |
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I won't release- |
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It's so healing. |
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Caged inside |
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I hide myself from all life. |
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I've cried one thousand times |
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I don't want to be alone again. |
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I want to know myself; |
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I want to be your friend. |
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I think I'd die without that feeling once again. |
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I know I'd die without that feeling once again. |
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I'd die without that feeling once again, |
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I'd quit this all to have that feeling never end. |
