What was all this future going to do with me.
I am bad choices, I am brave
Soaring and crashing all at once
I am angry tears, I am reluctant smiles
Loathing and loving all at once
I am clumsy, I am rare
And behold, you were all those things all at once.
Blind for love,
I walked the fine line between insanity and depravity
Doomed either way, I saved the date
Etched it onto my skin-
Bumps and ridges a pulsing reminder.
Forgive me father for I have sinned,
Lured by a psychedelic mirage
My walk of purpose now lacks faith
First, I will tell this world the truth
Next, I will burn my bridge to you
I will save that date again
Etch it onto my skin-
Bumps and ridges a pulsing reminder.
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What is all this future going to do with me?