With the Air i breathe, and the Life i lead
Somehow i know I'm Wrong.....
With the steps i take and every mistake
somehow i know there Right.....
i try 2 run and i try 2 hide, from remorseful fellings
cutting up all my insides
covering up mistakes i seen 2 make, with a lie only making things worse
questioning right from wrong
jus knowing all along
its God i should put First
So heres my heart broken apart
will the pieces go back together? ? ?
..........
i havent came up wit the last line yet, can u help? ? ? ? ?
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