How was your life? I spent most of mine Feeling weird alone in my skin Being told what matters is the end
If you stop hearing the call Then you’re the only one to blame Because coming up short And giving into evil are the same
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I’ve wasted time and sacrificed telling my friends who I am Afraid of judgement, hearing God, and saying something different again If I’m so small inside then why would I accept the pride you place on me? Too much pressure killed the kid and now I’m forced to walk around with his body