I of the storm …

When we cant find our own words, we can find our truth in song …

If I could face them
If I could make amends with all my shadows
Id bow my head and welcome them
But I feel it burning
Like when the winter wind
Stops my breathing
Are you really gonna love me when Im gone?
I fear you wont
I fear you dont

And it echoes when I breathe
Until all you see is my ghost
Empty vessel, crooked teeth
Wish you could see

And they call me under
And Im shaking like a leaf
And they call me under
And I wither underneath
In this storm

I am a stranger
I am an alien inside a structure
Are you really gonna love me when Im gone?
With all my thoughts
And all my faults
I feel it biting
I feel it break my skin so uninviting
Are you really gonna need me when Im gone?
I fear you wont
I fear you dont

And it echoes when I breathe
Until all you see is my ghost
Empty vessel, crooked teeth
Wish you could see

And they call me under
And Im shaking like a leaf
And they call me under
And I wither underneath
In this storm I feel it

By Of Monsters and Men

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