I hear you

So don't you say another word

Here you are standing there crushing yourself

I'm near you

But my eyes see a different world

Now here you are, standing there

Breaking my heart as you're crushing yourself



Now lately you've been painting on the walls with the black fire you lit

Then you call it your mirror

And then you hate it

And then you spit on it



Sorry you're not a god

Now every thought you feel within turning into flames

So hold your breath cause all I can smell is ashes

Sorry but you're not God



I hear you

But I can't recognize even a sentence as truth

Who lit that black flame into your heart

And I'm near you

But my words land far from your heart

You turn your back and I don't know where to start



But lately you've been painting on the wall with the black fire you lit

And it's a lie and I hate it

Still you think it is you

And you keep it



Sorry you're not a god



Sister I'm sorry but it's not your call

To create a lying image of yourself



But there is hope sister