A Devotion
My head hangs heavy..
weary of whats gettin' ready
and will i grow or will i break
tell me this b4 its too late.
'cause i'd forget everything
if i knew it wouldn't come back to me
and i'd do anything
to know you wouldn't go back to her.
these words just aren't my drama
they're my life
this love isn't a game
its a sacrifice.
and chasing a good thing
isn't worth even 1/2 of the hurt it brings
'cause i'm tired and out of breathe
and right now i don't have much left.
so I'll lay in the grass waiting
if you come participating
help me up and let me know
that you won't ever let me go.
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