With this pen my soul I’m baring, shedding light on what’s been scaring me, keeping me awake at night.

And if I get back out again, I’ll tell the world how it’s not fair. Stop praying to me preacher, I’m not your son, you’re not my teacher.

You say that death’s a tragedy, so take your love and it’ll protect me.

Talking slowly to control me, have I been afraid to speak up until now?

Stayed away too long, now the world just feels all wrong.

Have I got to be a part of this machine?

In this life lessons I’m learning, letting go of what’s been hurting me doesn’t mean I’ve lost the fight.

I wanna get out of this trap, with fingertips I’m climbing back. Stop saying that I need you, no god should be this see through.

I don’t wanna see death as this “tragedy”.

I don’t want your love, you can’t protect me.

Talking slowly to control me, have I been afraid to speak up until now?

Stayed away too long, now the world just feels all wrong.

Have I got to be a part of this machine?

Saw you talking slowly to control me.

Talking slowly to control me, stop acting like you’re holy.

You say that death will welcome me

Just take your love and wait patiently.

Talking slowly to control me, have I been afraid to speak up until (now).

Stayed away too long, now the world just feels all wrong.

Have I got to be a part of this machine?

With this pen, my soul I’m baring, shedding light on what’s been scaring me.

(Keeping me awake at night.)

And if I get back out again, I’ll tell the world it’s not fair.

Don’t pray for me.