We lay face down in pale solitude
To save face, we pulled our walls in front of You
To the same place where we danced in front of You
We fell from grace and watched the hope fall from Your face
"This isn't me" I used to say
All the love was so gone
It feels good to be alive
I've been dead for so long
And all those broken promises
I can't face, afraid if someone notices, I'll lose my place
Fractures, broken, paralyzed
I need some space, tear me open, analyze
"This isn't me" I used to say
All the love was so gone
It feels good to be alive
I've been dead for so long
Wake up screaming, I'm awake and dreaming
And I won't stop breathing until my heart stops beating
"This isn't me: I used to say
All the love was so gone
It feels good to be alive
I've been dead for so long
Throughout their lives, most people try to avoid the idea of spitiuality. Many never face it due to fear of rejection or failure, but those who do find that they feel so much more alive than before, almost feeling as if they were simply dead before