Album: Stranger Here
I can't take this
I am frozen in the thought of you
The lake reflects the sun's salvation
It pulls me out of you
I would run away if I thought I could escape
Forget the taste and run the race but I won't abandon you to the grave
You are the white flag that I wave
Over every heartache that I face
Strong in all of the ways that don't matter
Weak in all of the ways that could've made me better
I would run away if I thought I could escape
Forget the taste and run the race but I won't abandon you to the grave
I stand on my words
Both the blessings and the curses I call on myself
I know confession is the first step to getting help
I won't abandon you to the grave
I stand on my words
Both the blessings and the curses I call on myself
I know confession is the first step to getting help
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