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Fall Away

I don’t wanna fall, fall away
I don’t wanna fall, fall away
I’ll keep the lights on in this place
‘Cause I don’t wanna fall, fall away

I disguise
And I will lie
And I will take my precious time
As the days spent away
As I stand in line
And I die as I wait as I wait on my crime
And I’ll try to delay what you make of my life
But I don’t want your way,
I want mine
I’m dying and trying
But believe me I’m fine
But I’m lying,
I’m so very far from fine

And I can feel the pull begin
I feel my conscience wearing thin
And my skin
It will start to break up and fall apart

I don’t wanna fall, fall away
I don’t wanna fall, fall away
I’ll keep the lights on in this place
‘Cause I don’t wanna fall, fall away

Every time I feel selfish ambition
Is taking my vision
And my crime is my sentence
Repentance is taking commission
It’s taking a toll
On my soul
I’m screaming submission and,
I don’t know if I am dying or living
‘Cause I will save face
For name’s sake
Abuse grace
Take aim to obtain a new name
And a newer place
But my name is lame
I can’t walk and I ain’t the same
And my name became
A new destiny to the grave

And I, I can feel the pull begin
Feel my conscience wearing thin
And my skin,
It will start to break up and fall apart

I don’t wanna fall, fall away
I don’t wanna fall, fall away
I’ll keep the lights on in this place
‘Cause I don’t wanna fall, fall away

Save

I won’t take much of your time
I just want you to see
What I have made inside these lines
It’s as good as I can be
It’s as good as I can be
This is all that I can be
This is all that I can be
All that I can be
Head tilted down, knees on the ground
And I will ask, ‘‘Please, save me!’’

I deserve for you to turn away
I was ashamed to speak your name
I can’t believe that all you see
Is that you have covered me gracefully
You’re all I want to be
You’re all I want to be
You’re all I’ll ever need
You’re all I’ll ever need

Jesus, Jesus, please, save me!

I won’t take much of your time
I just want you to save me

Drown

Here I come, come to you in the very clothes
That I killed, killed you in and now I know I’m alone
I walk to you, rain falls from you
Can you wash me, can you drown me?

I wanna be a lot of things, so much pent up inside of me
I wanna be stronger, too long I’ve sat here undecidedly
Planning strategy, half of me know it’s all just a fallacy
Failing miserably, drastically and then I crash dramatically
Into a wall I’ve hit a hundred times before
And yet I still ignore the dark red blood stains on the floor
And I’m back in front of your door with the blood on the floor
Is the blood mine or yours? Don’t wanna do this anymore

Back and forth between me and me and who you call me to be
You see a man free who thinks he has to buy a key
To a door but he can’t ‘cause he’s poor and he can’t
Fall down anymore ‘cause he’s already on the floor
And his heart is broken and all and this is his scar
But it’s warm from crying ‘cause he will try nine times
To realize nine crimes but he has more than nine lives
So he picks himself up and keeps fighting for the prize again

Here I come again to you
Just to show the blood soaked through
Through my bones and all I own
Is there a way for me to grow?
I walk to you, rain falls from you
Can you wash me, can you drown me, please?

Every time I feel selfish ambition is taking my vision
My crime is my sentence, repentance is taking commission
It’s taking a toll on my soul, I’m screaming submission and
I don’t know if I am dying or living
‘Cause I will save a face for name’s sake
Abuse grace, take a aim to obtain a new name in a newer place
But my name is lame, I can’t walk and I ain’t the same
And my name became a new destiny to the grave and
They say the ocean’s blue but it’s black right now
In the dark, on the sand, looking out at my crowd
Depression and drowning singing now the full parts
Of lightning reveals where the ocean stops and the sky starts
I’ve been told by the sky that the ocean I shall win
But it’s hard for me to see where ocean stops, where sky begins
A random strike of light reminds me of what is true
But right now the ocean is black and black the sky is too

Ode to Sleep

I wake up fine and dandy but then by the time I find it handy,
To rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landing,
I go up to the ceiling,
Then I feel my soul start leaving, like an old man’s hair receding,
I’m pleading please, oh please on my knees repeatedly asking,
Why it’s got to be like this, is this living free,
I don’t want to be the one, be the one who has the sun’s blood on my hands,
I’ll tell the moon, take this weapon forged in darkness,
Some see a pen, I see a harpoon.

I’ll stay awake, ‘Cause the dark’s not taking prisoners tonight.
Why am I not scared in the morning, I don’t hear those voices calling,
I must have kicked them out, I must have kicked them out,
I swear I heard demons yelling, those crazy words they were spelling,
They told me I was gone, they told me I was gone.

But I’ll tell them,
Why won’t you let me go?
Do I threaten all your plans, I’m insignificant,
Please tell them you have no plans for me,
I will set my soul on fire, what have I become?

On the eve of a day that’s forgotten and fake,
As the trees they await and clouds anticipate,
The start of a day when we put on our face,
A mask that portrays that we don’t need grace,
On the eve of a day that is bigger than us,
But we open our eyes ’cause we’re told that we must,
And the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead,
Desperately yelling there’s something we need,
I’m not free I asked forgiveness three times,
Same amount that I denied, I three-time mvp’ed this crime,
I’m afraid to tell you who I adore, won’t tell you what I’m sing towards,
Metaphorically I’m a whore, and that’s denial number four.I wake up fine and dandy but then by the time I find it handy,
To rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landing,
I go up to the ceiling,
Then I feel my soul start leaving, like an old man’s hair receding,
I’m pleading please, oh please on my knees repeatedly asking,
Why it’s got to be like this, is this living free,
I don’t want to be the one, be the one who has the sun’s blood on my hands,
I’ll tell the moon, take this weapon forged in darkness,
Some see a pen, I see a harpoon.

I’ll stay awake, ‘Cause the dark’s not taking prisoners tonight.
Why am I not scared in the morning, I don’t hear those voices calling,
I must have kicked them out, I must have kicked them out,
I swear I heard demons yelling, those crazy words they were spelling,
They told me I was gone, they told me I was gone.

But I’ll tell them,
Why won’t you let me go?
Do I threaten all your plans, I’m insignificant,
Please tell them you have no plans for me,
I will set my soul on fire, what have I become?

On the eve of a day that’s forgotten and fake,
As the trees they await and clouds anticipate,
The start of a day when we put on our face,
A mask that portrays that we don’t need grace,
On the eve of a day that is bigger than us,
But we open our eyes ’cause we’re told that we must,
And the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead,
Desperately yelling there’s something we need,
I’m not free I asked forgiveness three times,
Same amount that I denied, I three-time mvp’ed this crime,
I’m afraid to tell you who I adore, won’t tell you what I’m sing towards,
Metaphorically I’m a whore, and that’s denial number four.