Forgive My Sentiment

The cell is open, yet I sit

The mirror is broken, but it all makes sense

The one who will fall shall remain

Now my eyes are starting to itch

Wondering why I’m not on top of it

I believe, but I’m so far gone

Please, forgive my sentiment

Please, I just wanted to be more than this

Please, oh faithful servant help me see

Please, oh faithful servant help me see

Or is he king?

I’m starting to believe that this eloquence,

It’s got me to think..

All this madness that we preach,

It’s all a game, but we play for keeps

And we all believe, but we’re too far gone

Please, forgive my sentiment

Please, I just wanted to be more than this

Please, oh faithful servant help me see

Please, oh faithful servant help me see

I’m starting to believe

I’m starting to believe