Finding out that you had lost the little one inside you Not a sound, but chalk that you had dropped on the floor And I could tell that when you fell the future never planned on getting easier God has never been afraid to fill our cups with more than they could hold Til they all overflow and we drown once and for all
How could I misconceive I was owed something radically radiant The doctor came through and asked if you'd like to give it name How can you misconceive our ideals and growing our futures Some impressive prize I find for placing all the blame My apprehension got the best of me
Better now than when I found I used to have the gift of amusement It's funny how without a doubt the family's far more calmer than me And I will cause a lovers court and do you don't you keep on tapping Sour-mouth, a coward clout, the dormant gospels nativity
My apprehension got the best of me Walking dead my heart was moldering Yeah it got the best of me The best of me
Pushing it out I heard the healthiest move is to abandon all of my blemish That's what the hospital staff and the pair of our parents will say Here I am again directly back to the place where Adam ruined family running in a marathon of mental til God shows up again
My apprehension got me nowhere Swimming in my own filth Yeah got me nowhere NowhereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
