oh i know
i can feel the shifting in my bones
enclosed are the senses so unknown
i've been changing, falling, fading
there's demons at the door patiently waitingbut i wasn't composed of broken bones or demon limbs
so please watch over me and be the light to carry me
please be the light that carries mei can feel it being torn from my hands; my innocence
this change is all so permanent
can't you see the change in me?
i said it's all so permanent
theres no placement
no arrangement
of words that i could say to keep these changes awaybut i wasn't composed of broken bones or demon limbs
so please watch over me and be the light to carry me
please be the light that carries me
this world is a masterpiece
i canvas sheet accountable for such losses
shout out to the artist who took his heart and his soul and lost them both in the processif it gets ahold of me
please be the saint to save me
so please watch over me and be the light to carry me
