I Won't Be Defined
She left me lonely
With love in her eyes
Like a long lost sister
Saying last goodbyes
Oh but she loves the fire
Just as much as she likes sighs
You ain't ever lonely
If there's love in her eyes
Cleared my conscious
Called it clean
Like a hallowed homestead
Covered in gasoline
Oh and no one loves a liar
As much as they love nicotine
Now I ain't saying nothing
That I don't mean
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
When my mind
Has its seasoned grip on me
I don't have to be a victim
To the forces you can't see
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
Lost a friend then
To the TV screen
Like a fallen firefly
Drawn to the lamplight scene
But I loved my time there
Just as much as you loved me
Never let your heart
Get in the way of your dreams
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
When my mind
Has its seasoned grip on me
I don't have to be a victim
To the forces you can't see
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
My mom got cancer
So I grew my hair
Like a raised middle finger
To the man upstairs
Oh but God loves a fighter
Just as much as he loves prayers
My mom beat cancer
And I'll keep my hair
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
When my mind
Has its seasoned grip on me
I don't have to be a victim
To the forces you can't see
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
With love in her eyes
Like a long lost sister
Saying last goodbyes
Oh but she loves the fire
Just as much as she likes sighs
You ain't ever lonely
If there's love in her eyes
Cleared my conscious
Called it clean
Like a hallowed homestead
Covered in gasoline
Oh and no one loves a liar
As much as they love nicotine
Now I ain't saying nothing
That I don't mean
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
When my mind
Has its seasoned grip on me
I don't have to be a victim
To the forces you can't see
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
Lost a friend then
To the TV screen
Like a fallen firefly
Drawn to the lamplight scene
But I loved my time there
Just as much as you loved me
Never let your heart
Get in the way of your dreams
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
When my mind
Has its seasoned grip on me
I don't have to be a victim
To the forces you can't see
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
My mom got cancer
So I grew my hair
Like a raised middle finger
To the man upstairs
Oh but God loves a fighter
Just as much as he loves prayers
My mom beat cancer
And I'll keep my hair
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
When my mind
Has its seasoned grip on me
I don't have to be a victim
To the forces you can't see
I won't be defined
By who I am when I'm weak
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Writer(s): Soren Staff
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