I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light,
but you crawelled beneath my veins and now,
I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much,
there's just so many things,
that I can't touch, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith,
this is how I feel,
I'm cold and I am shamed,
lying naked on the floor,
illusion never changed,
into something real,
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn,
