Hypnosis

I️'m counting down the days until I️ get to see your face again
If heaven exists
Please put me to sleep with your hypnosis
Because everyday that I️'m awake
I️ feel the clouds above my head
I️'m welcoming death

What do you make of all this?
Am I️ still haunted?
And what do you know that I️ don't?
Why don't I️ feel whole?

Wipe the dirt from my fingertips
And the sweat from my brow
I️ can feel the cold creeping in
As they lower my body down
Wrapped in sheets
Separated flesh from bone
Father I️'m coming home

What do you make of all this?
Am I️ still haunted?
And what do you know that I️ don't?
Why don't I️ feel whole?

What do you make of all this?
Am I️ still haunted?
And what do you know that I️ don't?
Why don't I️ feel whole?

What do you make of all this?
Am I️ still haunted?
And what do you know that I️ don't?
Why don't I️ feel whole?



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Burrier, Thomas Filbert, Ryan Knowles
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