Father forgive me I carved in a tree my heart is empty Sorta chilly my thoughts are a breeze forever windy off to envy The warm and friendly how'd You invent me I am bent see I meant at the knee come and tempt me to believe this is significant I have not a minute spent plotting through another plea for innocence I have got another feeling here the others seem to lend The undercover fear that never seems to bend That never seems to end see me as a teen again or maybe even ten When I'm trapped inside a dream sinking back inside sea of friends Feeling trapped outside myself when I would speak to them Like I'm strapped inside a helmet and their peeking in Sinking even deeper then Pastor said their demons then asks me to believe If I ask to receive You, You will heal me then Pa** me through the vacuum in this bathroom Where I'm hiding, counting, and breathing in Pressure release the pleasure of peace Be it measured by her gesture at a stretch for His fleece The Messenger of such that she touched but a piece is so subtle For the trouble she had kept was deceased What she said in her head is what she meant on her feet When she snuck in the crowd that had met on the street Well I'm stuck in this crowd with my head on my feet I know these chucks been around but I fear without me Someone cut the sound I fear without sleep A dream has it's bounds that I swear I must keep I swear I must breath I dared to arrive So carry me here to where I'm alive To where I am conscious clearer to self Mirror to self You hear and You help To where I am conscious tears couldn't help You hand me the knowledge that fear in itself Is nothing but fear in itself