Please, take my sight,
And bring on the thunder,
I need more than just the rain,
I have to have it all,
The rumbling beneath my head,
And the brisk breeze too, God.
I don't give enough credit,
Where credits due,
I'm selfish, so selfish,
I mean I've already mentioned,
me,
Nine,
times...at the least.
I have this loaded gun,
My mouth needs taming,
The fire I preach out, needs death,
Replace my words with life, God.
I don't have it in me to love,
So replace my lifeless existence,
Give me the will to live, to live, to live.
My love,
Real love,
Pure love,
True love,
Nothing,
Words,
Describe.
