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Going in blind
Make up my mind
Where is the one?
They told me about
Forgot my intentions
Rose-colored glasses
I got distracted
Cause I was imagining
A little seed planted
Trying to find its way
A seed taken for granted
Lost, alone, led astray
Now comes the Gardener
To reap what He has sown
A Gardener with a purpose
You look in the mirror and you see
A human being, to you, that's just not meant to be
A person who will never be
But it's all a lie
But you don't see
Because you're trapped
In darkness
All I wanted was to feel wanted.
I thought you felt the same way, but the feeling wasn't mutual.
If anything, it probably never was.
Out of it all, I was probably a piece of ass.
Never forget who you are
Thats what my mother told me
That advice took me far
Unfortunately that couldn't be.
