don'tgiveup
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Crushing under the weight,
trying to swing it in stride.
This adulting concept was not well explained.
Breathe
Pinching yourself, begging to wake up
from a terrible nightmare.
My drive...what ignites the part of me to be the best me
My fear of disappointment…
I wouldn't wanna spread it to anyone else,
Like a disease.
God is love
Love is who He is
For His love is more than a feeling
His loves pursues me daily, constantly, always
Whether I am faithful or not
it chasee after me
In Between
Wanting to go and live
yet stuck sitting here
doing the same thing
desiring for more
but no way of obtain the more that i cry out for
that is when i know
God is truly in control
Schwivel, Schwivel...Click!
I hold the gun in my lap
Staring down the empty tunnel
Slipping into a beautiful little trap
Should I, shouldn't I...
Schwivel, Schwivel...Click!
You're not what you've done
All of the mistakes
The heartache
The tears
The pain that tries to tear you apart
That's all gone
Done
You are how you oercome
You are strong
(Second person)
She laughs at us, you know?
Telling us "I apologize."
She's just setting us up for another pile of lies.
Each time we want to desperately believe her.
Can you see it?
The hatred, the abuse?
She doesn’t show it
But what’s the use?
People will say it’s for “attention”
Throw her against the wall
Threaten her to mention
Because they fear to fall
Summer was a time for an instrument of the head.
We learned tactics in the streets with the neighborhood kids,
like the cool cats carrying their composure before unleashing their unruly unload of water balloons and water guns.
From when I was woken, to when I fall;
destruction, pain, sadness, and death will blur my vision.
But where there is destruction, will soon be creation;
where there is pain, will soon be comfort;
