I Always Liked That
Should make me admit I´m broken,I´m broken, shouldn`t it?After All That I´ve preachedI still cannot accept that i`m not a fit.And once lead off course the snowball,Snowballing down my spineDraws a perfectly imperfect line.
Is it just the weight,Cause the weight is what weighs me down again.Or is that the scapegoat the overly clumsy friendThere to take on the blame for what´s really happening.The circle must come to an end.
And I always liked that about meThat I know what I am fighting for and forThis I`d go to war.Weapon in mind is my minds skinSwaddled round the only bodypartThat should matter,My heart.
The only way is to let go, get rid of all the fearOf not being perfect, my goal seems perfectly clear.Terrified if I let go I also lose myselfAnd I don´t want to be somebody else.
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And what if I´ve always beenGood enough in my skin?
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