Reach for the sun
Into the fray
I might hope
That I soon catch fire
Supposed to heal
Still a loose stitch
The bleeding won't stop until I scratch the itch
I want to see
Is this real
I want to know and I want to feel
Get it together, shape it like mud
Make of me a copy of what you should've gotten by now
Burns on my skin
Still cold within
I still hope that I soon catch fire
Picking at the scabs until I hit veins
I don't wanna stop now, I want to see blood
Keeping my guard high as the wall
But for who?
Wasting my time, falling in line
I'm a fool
Saving my face, waiting in place
While it's trouble I throw at my own walls
Stating: 'I'm not afraid, it's just the way that my heart is engaged with this charade'
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Reach for the sun
Into the fray
I might hope
That I soon catch fire
Supposed to heal
Still a loose stitch
The bleeding won't stop until I scratch the itch
I want to see
Is this real
I want to know and I want to feel
Get it together, shape it like mud
Make of me a copy of what you should've gotten by now
Burns on my skin
Still cold within
I still hope that I soon catch fire
Picking at the scabs until I hit veins
I don't wanna stop now, I want to see blood
Keeping my guard high as the wall
But for who?
Wasting my time, falling in line
I'm a fool
Saving my face, waiting in place
While it's trouble I throw at my own walls
Stating: 'I'm not afraid, it's just the way that my heart is engaged with this charade'
Into the fray
I might hope
That I soon catch fire
Supposed to heal
Still a loose stitch
The bleeding won't stop until I scratch the itch
I want to see
Is this real
I want to know and I want to feel
Get it together, shape it like mud
Make of me a copy of what you should've gotten by now
Burns on my skin
Still cold within
I still hope that I soon catch fire
Picking at the scabs until I hit veins
I don't wanna stop now, I want to see blood
Keeping my guard high as the wall
But for who?
Wasting my time, falling in line
I'm a fool
Saving my face, waiting in place
While it's trouble I throw at my own walls
Stating: 'I'm not afraid, it's just the way that my heart is engaged with this charade'
Writer: Pelle Kuipers
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