- Album: Beautiful Mess
- Singer: Sixpence None The Richer
From the album Beautiful Mess
These things which i so often wonder
This need to create myself
Frustration forgotten through slumber
It's there when i wake
Defeated before i rise
I'd pull myself out of his mire
If i could collect my strength
Or muster an ounce of desire
Finding the words, and making them mine
Is there somewhere
I could seperate this feeling from memory
Disconnect myself from me?
Desire inside to mistreat you
It pushes words out of my mouth
This cyclical pattern i feed you
The back and forth, and up and down
But still here you are
Behind this veil of pious revelation
I'll close my eyes and look for worth inside
I don't deserve you
Relinquishing hope for the future
I try not to hate it so
But you are a bridge to those memories
I try to forget, if you only knew
Is there somewhere to occupy emotion
A room to keep my rage away from you?
Just tell me when these hopeless days are over
I'll open my eyes and see my new sun rise
I don't deserve this
Source from Disconnect
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