You see there is this concept
That has consumed my head
And it’s very same thought
That has been turning me over in my bed
Do you hear that unfamiliar rattle?
The sound of my knees as their growing weak
I’m not used to kissing the dirt
It crawled in between my ribs
And its chipping away at my concrete heart
My worlds spinning, I’ve lost my bearings
Give me a chance to find my footing
I’m struggling to wrap my mind around this single thing
How I’ve strained myself endlessly
I’ve made a fool of the grindstone
I’ve worked my fingers down to the bone
To earn something that was there all along
Rats are caught in traps and dogs kept on chains
Thieves are apprehended, murderers put in cages
Am I any better than these?
Am I not one in the same?
So what qualifies me to be a recipient?
What do I have to offer?
I’m undeserving, I’m unworthy
I’m undeserving, I’m unworthy
This is unjust
Extrinsic
What conditional creatures we are
If your nature was something similar
What conditional creatures we are
If your nature was something similar
You would have burned this bridge
You would have cut the ties a long time ago
You see there is this concept
That has consumed my head
And it’s the very same thought
That has been turning me over in my bed
You chose to love me even though I was dead
