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Here I come, come to you in the very clothes

The 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 want to be a lot of things, so much pent up inside of me

I want to be stronger, too long I've sat here undecidedly

Planning strategy, half of me knows it's all just a fallacy

Failing miserably, drastically, and then I crash dramatically

Into a wall that 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 you, Lord, with blood on the floor

Is the blood mine or yours? Don't want to do this anymore

Back and forth between being 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, repentence is taking commision

It's taking it's toll on my soul, I'm screaming submission and

I don't know if this is dying or living

'Cause I will save a face for names sake

Abuse grace, take 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 oceans 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 and where sky begins

Now is the climax to the story - JoshlerWhere stories live. Discover now