Inside
My skin is dead around me
Bound by my flesh and craving for freedom
I see things through your ability inside
I think that maybe I counld walk away
But for now I sit here bound by your deseption
Cold and cataclismic; burning with desire inside.
I play your game,
Maybe things are better off this way,
Maybe things were never meant to be,
Maybe the answers are to simple to see.
You cant see inside me, though your reflection is mirrored in my eyes
Your redemption is inside me;
You will always want to be back inside
Back inside my eyes you will always long to be
Youre so willing to sin to see me inside
My skin is dead around me
Bound by my flesh and craving for freedom
I see things through your ability inside
I think that maybe I counld walk away
But for now I sit here bound by your deseption
Cold and cataclismic; burning with desire inside.
I play your game,
Maybe things are better off this way,
Maybe things were never meant to be,
Maybe the answers are to simple to see.
You cant see inside me, though your reflection is mirrored in my eyes
Your redemption is inside me;
You will always want to be back inside
Back inside my eyes you will always long to be
Youre so willing to sin to see me inside
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I know the feeling... sometimes it's not optional to be ok. you just have to be. not to mention you seem like a tough wee cookie that doesn't take a lot of shit
Not that many classes to take. I was going to go into real estate when I first started college. But I changed it to sociology.