I feel myself closing in. I have all these thoughts all these words I'd rather not talk about.
I see the fog rolling in. it covers my sins my past I still hold on.
I feel the doctor is in. he'll tell me the smae things I've heard all my life.
To yuor last breathe in life.
Spill the blood of christ.
The world won't have to know.
I feel the walls closing in. all by myself with words I'd rather not talk about.
I ley the rain wash my sins. I feel that for once you let me take control.
I feel the doctor is in. he'll tell me the same things I've heard all my life.
To your last breathe today.
Spill the blood of christ.
The owrld won't have to know.
That I have let you go.
How will I know you made it?
We try to ignore. we try to forget.
The best that we're getting gotten the best of us yet?
Send me a signal. a sign. that you made it.
How will I know?
I feel myself closing in. I have all these thoughts all these words I'd rather not talk about.
I pray the doctor is on. either I've flat lined or I'm just unplugged.
To your last breathe in life.
Spill the blood of christ.
The world won't have to know.
That I have let you go.