The Man
You appeared when I least expected
My heart is feeble still
You were unanticipated
Is it all about the thrill?
My strength is in my weakness
I am blind; I must be led
I am afraid to take your hand
I don't know where I'll be led
I feel a pot boiling inside of me
A yell I can't let out
My heart is burning with agony
I need to heal without a doubt
My heart aches for stability
I want to know what's coming to me
I have to get out of my head
My head is killing me.
My heart is feeble still
You were unanticipated
Is it all about the thrill?
My strength is in my weakness
I am blind; I must be led
I am afraid to take your hand
I don't know where I'll be led
I feel a pot boiling inside of me
A yell I can't let out
My heart is burning with agony
I need to heal without a doubt
My heart aches for stability
I want to know what's coming to me
I have to get out of my head
My head is killing me.
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