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Trusting Someone Enough to Show Them (Obvious Version)
Need, I always feel the need
I always feel the need
To apologize to you
It, Am I good at it?
I'm not good at it
But I'd like to be
Weird, both of us felt weird
Love, we are good at love
Stress, I'm shaking from stress
I'm shaking from stress
Long before I start
Fail, I could truly fail
So profoundly fail
Any time I try
Shame, I still feel ashamed
Love, we are good at love
Time, I trust my time, I trust my time with you
Touch Driven Highs
We have so much faith, we're being abstinent quite happily until our 10th wedding anniversary
That way we can prove to everyone and God that we won't lose any part of ourselves to pleasure
Touch driven highs
It's the whole reason I lie
Almost all the time
Bathed in static
Deconstructing your defense
Tight elastic
Stretched across a curvy land
And into my hands
Touch driven highs
It's the whole reason I lie
Almost all the time
Can I distinguish my body and mind?
1:41 AM Thoughts Regarding What One Deserves
You have found someone who loves you back on your first try
Barely an adult, you've got your sweetheart for life
But most do not receive what's promised to them in the movies
You must admit true love feels sorta guilty
You're afraid someday they'll see you as you really are
As if you've successfully covered every single scar
But the truth is they see through the mask and straight down to your core
Despite everything you're someone they adore
You think you don't deserve it, and you might not
But they see something in you that you forgot
You think you don't deserve it, and you might not
But you've gotta do something with what you've got
It's easy to be an artist when there's nothing on the line
Just fabricate some troubles, organize them so they rhyme
If you do it correctly they'll call you a genius
Honestly, that is pretty much the gist
You think you don't deserve it, and you might not
How far have you strayed from the plot?
You think you don't deserve it, but who's to say
If somebody got joy from something you made?
You and I could sit and speak about our suffering
I have suffered far less than most other human beings
And I was born with more possessions than you would believe
And every advantage I could need
I have only known a life with a stable family
And I obtained a second one the day I got married
They're just one safety net among a neverending list
That minimize anything I could risk
I think I don't deserve it, and I might not
But I'm just trying to work with what I've got
I think I don't deserve it, and I might not
But I'm doing everything I can not to get caught
I spend most of my time thinking only about me
Like it's a problem I could solve mathematically
But when I focus on others, all my problems kind of cease
It's a secret that being kind is quite relieving
I think I don't deserve it, and I might not
But the theory is this is our only shot
We think we don't deserve it, and we might not
But you and I could use these things to change a lot
Theme From An Indie Game
(instrumental)
Fear Of Life
Right now I wish I could take the fear of death and put my hands around it's throat
And squeeze tightly until the air has left the lungs leaving the body ice cold
I would raise up and great my life with all the possibilities that I now had
Since I choked the life out of the fear
All of my pillows, are harder than stone
It is cold but it always comes again
Yes I'm told that it always comes again
I couldn't care less if 100 years from now anyone would remember me
Regardless if it was for my music or my personality
It may seem quite depressing to consider my second death
But it just keeps me from everything now
All of my seconds, are crawling away
It is cold, and they never come again
Yes I'm told that they'll never come again
Right now I wish I could take the fear of life and put my hands around it's throat
And squeeze tightly until the air has left the lungs leaving the body ice cold
I would raise up and great my death with all the possibilities that I now had
Since I choked the life out of the fear
I want redemption from all that I say
I want forgiveness to throw me some grace
I want compassion to kiss me on the face
It is cold, but it always comes again
Yes I'm told that it always comes again
Yes I know that it always comes again
Forgive Myself
Holding grudges against old girlfriends about things that are really my fault in the end
It's been years since I've seen them but I cannot pretend
I don't still feel like a dick by the things that I said then
I scared a child with my loud volume, a poorly timed joke that I instantly knew
Was a mistake by the look that the mother through when she said
My girl is crying because of you
I should learn to forgive myself
A cup of grace from the top shelf
I should learn
At the times of my young obsession, Fearing everyday that school was in session
Yeah the insults hit between every lesson but many had it worse
and it was easy guessing
At who was lower on the totum poll, I never reached out never got to know
All the friends I could've had I just ignored them all
Fearing that they'd drag me down into a social black hole
I should learn to control myself
Before I use up my mental health
I should learn
As a man I guess I always want sex
And when I do I don't feel I'm at my best
Like a switch they tell me as if it's not complex
And kiss anything you can when you're feeling restless
Oh dear God I wish it was that simple
An earth full of open, horny, willing people
But I feel a power when we truly connect
An indescribable thing with ineffable aspects
Old Familiar Tune (Old Timey Waltz Version)
Let's sing that old familiar tune
The one that makes us feel brand new
Let's sing it soft with dignity
Let's sing the one you sang for me
Oh no, there's a price sitting on my head, and my heart, and my home
Oh my, there must be a better reason to die, now that I, am finding it hard to stay awake
Let's sing that old familiar tune
The one that keeps our voices true
We'll sing through wreckage and debris
Let's sing the one you sang for me
So new, so alive and so imbued, with the power of Christ
Oh please, don't rely on probably, I know you need to figure your head out
Let's sing that old familiar tune
The one that pierces our souls through
We'll sing through darkness and the light
We'll belt it out all through the night
There's a light war hanging right above the stairs
Gentleness and healing, the aura's everywhere
Spirits float around us singing that same song
Hold my hand we'll sing along
Resist, lions and lambs can coexist, and I miss, the way the world looked then
If I leave, carry on this melody, please receive it like it was your child
Your child, your child
Medic
(Instrumental)
Logic
Are you depressed cause you've assessed all of your troubles?
Or are you sad because you have imbalanced chemicals?
What brought you joy is now a toy that has no batteries
And friends that said compliments are liars certainly
You love art but it's hard to do it every day
It's easier using bad words to describe your own body
The light outside in the daytime, the stupid happy sun
You close the shades and block the rays as well as everyone
Logic can't win arguments against dark feelings
I'll find some solution that ends up not helping
I'll praise you more, until I'm hoarse but it does nothing
I'll do my best to prove you're blessed that you mean everything
I'll take it on myself
How you feel is very real and hard to describe
These helping hands at first understand but stop doing so in time
In your eyes, I don't know why but they look slightly off
Perhaps it's me but I believe they're a little less soft
One More
I don't think of us as dating
I don't think of us as engaged
I don't think of us as husband and wife
I don't think of us with titles in my mind
Because you're a you and I'm a me
Let's come together and throw on our dancing feet
I just wanna spend one more song dancing with you
I just wanna spend one more song swaying with you
I just wanna spend one more song being with you
There's some note heard in the breeze
Coming from a slightly budding grove of trees
We face each other awkwardly
I don't mind if you'd prefer to take the lead
'cause we will still be best friends when we're 65
'cause we will still be best friends when we're 95
We will still be best friends as long as we're alive
I just wanna spend one more song dancing with you
I just wanna spend one more song swaying with you
I just wanna spend one more song being with you