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Falling down I try to write it out
Getting cold and weak, what's it all about
Want to try like it's all inside my head
Getting more of it, wonder what he meant
And I'm tearing pages out, I'm making no regrets
I want to scream and shout, wonder what he said
And I see my eyes like I do
And I see my eyes like I do
Do you
It's getting colder, the world in front of me
Father tell me please, what is it I see
And I'm tearing pages out, making no regrets
I want to scream and shout, wonder what he said
And I see my eyes like I do
And I see my eyes like I do
Do you
For God so loved the lonely world
That he gave his son, a life unfurled
If you could see the things I did
Going away, it's plain again
If you could cry the way they did
'Cause on that night it must have been
If you could see the things they saw
If you could go in front of the son
(This section includes lyrics from Steven and a screamed poem from Ben Arroyo)
(Neither of which I can deciphered)
Take this body down, take this soul again
Watch him bleed for me, watch him bleed for me
Take this body down, take this soul again
Watch him bleed, watch him bleed this time
And I see my eyes like I do (I do)
I do (I do)
And I see my eyes like I do (I do)
I do (I do)
And I see my eyes like you do (you do)
You do (you do)
Now I see my eyes like you do (you do)
You do (you do)
Do you
Falling down I try to write it out
Getting cold and weak
What's it all about
It's all for you
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