Believe
A twin sized bed and a memory
that's all I've managed to believe
a childhood gone that's disappeared
a strange new future cold and weird
drowning in sorrow of misery
that's all Ive managed to believe
to understand what life is like
its like falling from high on your very first bike
with cuts and bruises you carry on
til those you love are long since gone
bend and break and you will see
that's all I've managed to believe
our darkest days, our darkest hours
we often question our God's powers
will he help us after all
or just sit back and let us fall?
love I've lost and never had
a quiet mom, a vengeful dad
the screams that came from down the hall
the glass that broke against the wall
i wasn't the only one that could see
buts that's all I've managed to believe
I've grown so fast, we've come so far
to learn to walk and wish on stars
Love is highly overrated
twisted.. stepped on
re debated
but from this life I'll never leave
and that's all I've managed to believe..
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