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I was hurt
Foolish, depressed, and bitterly delusional
Yielding to addiction, hating myself
Thinking I'm supposed to be taken care of already
Looking in from the outside seeing 'He was just a kid'
So if he fell and kept falling
Means he never accepted the gift of substitute
That's what I was taught
But although substitutional death is wondrous
It is only the beginning
Having not died doesn't mean I have lived
This demands reaction: so what's my response?
I choose to draw closer to the light to live now and forever
To experience substitutional life
To enjoy the second half of the story
And to become best friends with Beauty



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Writer(s): Nathaniel Abuhamad
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