playing dead

I thought about you again last night
Stung like a memory in the back of my mind
I started praying for a chance to rewrite
Where did it go wrong? When did I go blind?

While you were coming apart, I was moving away from you
Hyperfocused on my narrow point of view
Convinced I knew it all when I had only a grain of truth
Saying, "Little brother, it's all in your head
Are you really asleep or just playing dead?"

Take a deeper breath and resuscitate
(There is a better way)
Give up broken limbs and regenerate
(There is a better way)

If we went back in time
Would it keep the seconds from passing by?
Would I have even tried
To understand the thoughts you sought to hide?
Could it have changed your mind
If I'd saved my breath instead of speaking mine?

While you were coming apart, I was moving away from you
Hyperfocused on my narrow point of view
Convinced I knew it all when I had only a grain of truth
Hyperfocused on my narrow point of view
While you were coming apart (In all my desperate callous tries)
I was moving away from you (To save you from your hollow vice)
Hyperfocused on my narrow point of view (I only addressed the surface)
Convinced I knew it all when I had only a grain of truth (Couldn't hold you in my hands, slipping through my fingers just like sand)
Saying, "Little brother, it's all in your head (Still the question resounds in my head)
Are you really asleep or just playing dead?"

Take a deeper breath and resuscitate
(There is a better way)
Give up broken limbs and regenerate
(There is a better way out of this)

Open your eyes, wake up from your sleep
(There is a better way)
Give up broken limbs and regenerate
(There is a better way out of this)

Finish what you started
Finish what you started
Finish what you started
Finish what you started



Credits
Writer(s): Ernest Milton Fabian, Ezekiel Justin Mckinney, Justin Nathanael Jones
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