The hole that I once talked about wasn’t in my town
Or in my house
It was in me
And everything that came leaking out
Weren’t my friends, weren’t my doubts
But all the things that I tried to love
And couldn’t love, or did but shouldn’t of.
And as time went on, I broke my heart
On so many things that I lost count
And all the pain, got way too real
So I just closed up, so I couldn’t feel
Shut my eyes. Shut my heart. Shut the blinds
Till the house went dark.
But Oh, my God, I still believe you’re good,
And I want to love, more like I should
But the pain’s too real. I can’t shut it off.
I can’t dig in deep and pick up my cross
Cause I’m just too tired and I just to beat
And I’m just too scared, and I’m just too me
You were once
All that I had
All that I needed
Before things went bad.
Now I feel
So completely lost
But I can’t dig in
And pick up my cross
So carry me
Cause’ I can’t walk
And I can’t believe
even though I want to
So carry me
Oh carry me
Oh carry me
Carry me
Oh Carry me
Oh carry me
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