Against My Better Emotional Reasons
I'm forced to fight
One you could never win
Argue just in spite, you're so thin skinned
Do what you must, I can't be touched
Surrounded by disgust, your pains your crutch
And I know just what you wanted
And I know you're just not real
I'm holding on to nothing
But that's not how it feels
I did all I could, to give all I had
Didn't do any good, all you saw was bad
Forced myself to stand, to be proud of who I am
Stand back and wash my hands, I don't give a damn
Why can't you give in
Just one time, just one sin
Show me your human
Writer/s: MARK A ANDERSON, MICHAEL JASON MEADOWS
