Sponge
Love and hate, rolled into one
Not really here, not really gone
Pain consumes me, bite by bite
Darkness swallows hopeful light
I am your sponge
for now, for now
Must I pay for undone deeds
Anger grows, and my soul bleeds
Blood comes out of my eyes
Angels fall, but no one cries
You throw your hate
I pick it up
You spill your dirt
I soak it up
I am your sponge
I take in everything you throw at me
And everything turns into pain
That pain, someday, might conquer me
I am everything you fear
You ignore what you can't feel
Things aren't true, until they're done
You say things, but then, you run
I am your sponge
for now, for now
Innocence just gets abused
Love or hate, I'm so confused
Blood comes out of their eyes
Angels die, and then, the cries
You throw your hate
I pick it up
You spill your dirt
I soak it up
I am your sponge
I take in everything you throw at me
nd everything turns into pain
That pain, someday, might conquer me
You throw your hate
I pick it up
You spill your dirt
I soak it up
I am your sponge
I take in everything you throw at me
And everything turns into pain
That pain, someday, might conquer me
Not really here, not really gone
Pain consumes me, bite by bite
Darkness swallows hopeful light
I am your sponge
for now, for now
Must I pay for undone deeds
Anger grows, and my soul bleeds
Blood comes out of my eyes
Angels fall, but no one cries
You throw your hate
I pick it up
You spill your dirt
I soak it up
I am your sponge
I take in everything you throw at me
And everything turns into pain
That pain, someday, might conquer me
I am everything you fear
You ignore what you can't feel
Things aren't true, until they're done
You say things, but then, you run
I am your sponge
for now, for now
Innocence just gets abused
Love or hate, I'm so confused
Blood comes out of their eyes
Angels die, and then, the cries
You throw your hate
I pick it up
You spill your dirt
I soak it up
I am your sponge
I take in everything you throw at me
nd everything turns into pain
That pain, someday, might conquer me
You throw your hate
I pick it up
You spill your dirt
I soak it up
I am your sponge
I take in everything you throw at me
And everything turns into pain
That pain, someday, might conquer me
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Lerman
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