Bare bones
House vs. hurricane
Who is this boy that stands before me
No colour in his face, his eyes stare right at me
It's almost as if I knew him once
As if he were a fiend of mine
No colour in his face, his eyes stare right at me
It's almost as if I knew him once
As if he were a fiend of mine
This is my confession
I bear my soul tonight
The things I wish I could rewrite
Lost in a cloud of my own doubt
I know I'll lose what I can't live without
It's in this black haze I find myself
I'm short of living and just short of death
This is my confession
I bear my soul tonight
The things I wish I could rewrite
These are my transgressions
I hold them to the light
Just give me a chance to make them right
His head cast down, his shoulders slumped
I need to see him clearer
But to my dismay, I find myself
Looking in the mirror
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