• So many things inside this body
    things you'll never know,
    and all I ask is for the strength
    for me to let them go.

    And though the loss is shared
    among those hurt and showing it,
    my loss as well is doubted
    since its well as blowing it.

    So, blowing it, though showing it
    my crime may know no bounds,
    but I can say the sinking feeling
    isn't whats pulling me down.

    A feel of need, a hint of hate
    the world can turn a cheek,
    but dont you say I'm all alone
    because you make me weak.

    Yeah, I admit you make me weak
    in the knees I may feel numb,
    but even though I've lost my nerves
    if you call me - I will come.