I, the Prophet
Talk, talk, talk! Cut me down to your size
If strength is found in the weak, consider me God-like
Am I worth anything to any one of you?
All the forms of abuse you put me through
I will embrace my demons eating me alive
To cope betrayal from the ones who claim to stand by my side
In his kingdom, I was deemed a prophet, a priest
My life a testament of a true, fulfilled prophecy
But lately I've been crawling on the streets
The trinity I prophesy
My liver, My lungs and I
The trinity I prophesy
My liver, My lungs and I
Another hangover and hollow night prior
I'm not really getting better
Another stained lung soothed with fire
I'm not really getting better
Your words, they sink right in
Your words
Your words
Your words they sink right in
Am i really worth anything
To any one of you?
No, I'm not
Days of it, weeks of it
Months of it, years of it
Dealing with blows that you're dealing me
Days of it, weeks of it
Months of it, years of it
I'm starting to lose my poise
I'll collapse at any second
I still feel that addiction's as strong as desire
But I couldn't care less now
Beat me, step on me, leave me to die
But I did what I could to try
Beat me, step on me, leave me to die
But I did what I could to try
The trinity I prophesy
My liver, My lungs and I
The trinity I prophesy
My liver, My lungs and I
I swear I'll never wear a smile I mean again
I swear I'll never wear a smile I mean again
Leave me to die!
I will embrace my demons eating me alive
To cope betrayal from the ones who claim to stand by my side
I will embrace my demons eating me alive
To cope betrayal from the ones who claim to stand by my side
Autor(es): Burdened Hearts