it doesn't seem as thogh this is about me
but how can any situation be without me?
questions that part of unshown
in th eheart of me unknown
..it's taken over, over
and feeds off of my life
everything you put in
has got to come out somewhere
what have i been feeding myself latly?
this heart of mine?
distorted
these eyes of mine,
tainted
these thoughts of mine,
contorted
all these actions of mine
are painted by what i feed th emost sacred of all parts of me
and i wanna tell you that i love you
see it's been too long for me
iw anna fit into you, movev into you
see your reflection staring back at me
oh my Lord, you're confident
loved, accepted, afferimed
and here am searching
a useful tounge without a single word
that can show that i love you
that i want the best for you
at any given moment of the day
break my old self away
tear me away from all i cling to
purge me of all unheatly deeds
here i stand imperfect before You
let this be my creed