I'm a fake
I wake and walk
These country streets

Building up some strength
Pushing away some goodness
I hate everything I touch
I mourn for no reason

Rage blinding me
I want some destruction
Some hollowness inside

No one believes the dark
I want to worship the wrong side
Don't need a winner
Just need to feel the pain

I'm not a writer
Not a lover
I only desire
A perfect day to come

All deeply in thought
Never dismissing the confusion
Getting lost in the sunlight
I underestimate the dark side

Trouble finds my path
I care for the lonesome hour
To beckon my heart's fire
Playing parts of a dream

I imagine a boy
Where there stood a man
I envisioned the brave
And now your mind weeps at my feet
I thought I felt passion
I knew I came down with the sickness
I could have taken care of you
But you fear the connection
My faith waits in the balance
You should learn to let me go
I no longer have the questions
You're still desperate for answers

Praise the life that is half lived
Gather the ruins of torment
Bless your heart that's broken
Kiss my happiness goodbye

Growing waves of pain
Stretch my vulnerable flesh
Help me to understand
Comfort my fearful mind

Believing in guilty pleasures
Only builds the stones of regret
I rest my weary body at your feet
Just waiting