A Letter From Prison
Sometimes I wonder. Torn between my heart,
tore between my heart and my mind
And I feel my body to see if I'm in,
If I'm in tune with what I find
But I don't know how to feel
And I don't know what to feel
Anymore
Anymore
Wanna be the decision cision
Kill free things I feel a difference inside
I'm a boy who's so sick of searching
Maybe there's a heaven nearby
So should I let these thoughts out
Or should I let you in
Its so easy to be alone
Who put in will I find home
I just don't know
How to feel
Feel
How to feel
How to feel
Feel
Feeling so afraid like I am stuck here
Like I am stuck here and can't move
I like to watch the sunsets lighting the warm colours
The warmth it blinds the truth
But I don't know how to feel
And I don't know what to feel
Anymore
I keep on hurting myself
Tearing off the skin I let it burn in the dirt
What I learned what I've learned
Though it may be the truth, truth it hurts
When we have something inside that no motherfucker will touch
No I won't think like you
If I did what am I trying to prove
I just don't know
I just don't know
I just don't know
I just don't know
I just don't know how to feel
I just don't know what to feel
Anymore
tore between my heart and my mind
And I feel my body to see if I'm in,
If I'm in tune with what I find
But I don't know how to feel
And I don't know what to feel
Anymore
Anymore
Wanna be the decision cision
Kill free things I feel a difference inside
I'm a boy who's so sick of searching
Maybe there's a heaven nearby
So should I let these thoughts out
Or should I let you in
Its so easy to be alone
Who put in will I find home
I just don't know
How to feel
Feel
How to feel
How to feel
Feel
Feeling so afraid like I am stuck here
Like I am stuck here and can't move
I like to watch the sunsets lighting the warm colours
The warmth it blinds the truth
But I don't know how to feel
And I don't know what to feel
Anymore
I keep on hurting myself
Tearing off the skin I let it burn in the dirt
What I learned what I've learned
Though it may be the truth, truth it hurts
When we have something inside that no motherfucker will touch
No I won't think like you
If I did what am I trying to prove
I just don't know
I just don't know
I just don't know
I just don't know
I just don't know how to feel
I just don't know what to feel
Anymore
Credits
Writer(s): Louis A. Lenard, Scott D. Menville, Michael C. Ferrari, Craig R. Rondell
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