The Day Before Redemption.
I might smile for my family,
Laugh it off for my sanity,
But inside there's a war.
I can't go on like this, defeated,
Scared to exhale, 'cause I've been cheated,
Of the days that I can't remember anymore.
Isn't this how it all starts?
Isn't this how my walls tear apart?
On the day before redemption.
I'm forgiven, and I know this,
But my heart fails to notice,
That the pain is supposed to go away, not hide.
I prayed the words, but there's no difference,
I feel guilt here, not deliverance,
And I'm falling apart inside.
Isn't this how it all stars?
Isn't this how my walls tear apart?
When I remember the day before redemption.
I don't see many years when I look back,
But that doesn't change the fact,
That I'm not the person that I was before.
I'm not defined by the dread,
Or the life that I had led,
Because I'm not there anymore.
Regret is poor, and pain is greed.
You can knock them down, or you can let them lead.
They always seem to get my attention.
But I can smile, I can relax,
Because no matter what, I'll never have to go back,
To the day before redemption.
