Killing The Me In Me

Give a word of fragile optimism
That this will be okay
Bore down on gluttonous hands
Regurgitated thoughts from my heart
This can only be the going under
This can only be killing the me in me
Push and pull like the machines
The humans anthems are dying in me
I don’t think a soul knows compromise
Like a soul mate
It sleeps with me
It sleeps with me
It sleeps with me
It sleeps with me
It sleeps with me
It sleeps with me
It sleeps with me
In my flesh I ask for a personal bleeding
The holy ghost obliges and has words with me
It comes in love, it comes with gentle hands
That disinfect the sting for me
It comes in love, it comes with gentle hands
That disinfect the sting for me
It comes in love, it comes in love
It disinfect the sting for me
It disinfect the sting for me
It disinfect the sting for me
This can only be the going under
This can only be killing the me in me
A whole is filled without the ring
Instead a kiss, a kiss from the sun
To try, to try again