Awake (Live)
I choose to wake up
Own the nothing I own
I still have the glory
Of my suicide gone wrong
Each time that i die
I know i am born
Like the dirty Christ
With open arms
That bled alone
When your shoes are rotten
Your feet become bold
Sleeping with no bed
Turns your spine
To steel strong
Or maybe not
The hole doesn't get fixed
The craving doesn't stop
So i am burning the guilt
Given to me
Blow its ashes in Babylon
In a world full of lies
I refuse to belong
In a world dying fast
We learn to make love slow
For beneath the sky above
I see the rain below
I understand the sins
And turn them to stepping stones
We re all going to rise
Like the dirty Christ
We Dismantle my pain of mind
And burn every thorn
Our open arms
Loving arms
Will Remove our head from the cross
Holy is the journey
Where we choose love
Amongts the chaos
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
No currency will fill My hole
No currency will wet my soul
No currency will tell me
Why this pain grows
No currency will fill My hole
No currency will wet my soul
No currency will tell me
Why this pain grows
No currency will fill My hole
No currency will wet my soul
No currency will tell me
Why this pain grows
So choose love
Awake
Own the nothing I own
I still have the glory
Of my suicide gone wrong
Each time that i die
I know i am born
Like the dirty Christ
With open arms
That bled alone
When your shoes are rotten
Your feet become bold
Sleeping with no bed
Turns your spine
To steel strong
Or maybe not
The hole doesn't get fixed
The craving doesn't stop
So i am burning the guilt
Given to me
Blow its ashes in Babylon
In a world full of lies
I refuse to belong
In a world dying fast
We learn to make love slow
For beneath the sky above
I see the rain below
I understand the sins
And turn them to stepping stones
We re all going to rise
Like the dirty Christ
We Dismantle my pain of mind
And burn every thorn
Our open arms
Loving arms
Will Remove our head from the cross
Holy is the journey
Where we choose love
Amongts the chaos
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
No currency will fill My hole
No currency will wet my soul
No currency will tell me
Why this pain grows
No currency will fill My hole
No currency will wet my soul
No currency will tell me
Why this pain grows
No currency will fill My hole
No currency will wet my soul
No currency will tell me
Why this pain grows
So choose love
Awake
Credits
Writer(s): Claire Tonna, Clare Tonna
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