Poetic

Testo di Poetic

GenerePoprock
Lingua originaleInglese
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I've got a lot on my plate My knees are starting to shake I think I'm starting to break Under the pressure, and I hate it Up in the night Voices haunting my mind Feels like I'm rotting inside I put a smile on but I fake it Stuck on my phone Trying to not feel alone Yeah, it's a habit I hold And I'm still struggling to break it Somebody help me This is getting unhealthy That's when I hear You tell me That it's time to turn the page God I'm such a mess And I can't figure it out Only You know how It's all getting hectic But there's something poetic 'Bout the way that You hold me Hold me through it all Some say it's pathetic Oh but they just don't get it How You turn all my messes Into miracles I wanna do what is right But God the harder I try I do the things I despise Can't help but feel like such a traitor That's when You write Another chapter that I Never thought I would find You put redemption down on paper God I'm such a mess And I can't figure it out Only You know how It's all getting hectic But there's something poetic 'Bout the way that You hold me Hold me through it all Some say it's pathetic Oh but they just don't get it How You turn all my messes Into miracles You turned Your lashes into my healing You gave Your life to give mine meaning Can it be real this love I'm seeing? Someone pinch me, am I dreaming? A crown of thorns so I could be royal Tears and blood so I could be joyful You took the cross You took it for me Could there be a better story? Could there be a better story? It's all getting hectic But there's something poetic 'Bout the way that You hold me Hold me through it all Some say it's pathetic Oh but they just don't get it How You turn all my messes Into miracles