Confined

Blinded, condemned to my grave.
Understanding life no more than faith.
My soul sets free from me, yet i am all bottled up,
for the love of life has drifted to a different place.
I know not what I wish of myself,
I kneel by the fate of my existence
Life is everything, death is nothing.........nothing

Pre-chorus
Why am i here, what the hell is my purpose?
This question only answered within.

Chorus
Hearts shed blood, eyes shed tears,
All thats left at the bottom are the completely confined fears.

No one understands, not even I.
My life is good, why the fuck do i question it?
Not knowing myself is not knowing anything.
For i am nothing more than a reflection of my peers.
The love of my life is always there,
I never doubt her, she knows me,
But i don't know anything.........anything.

Pre-chorus
Feelings don't describe anything, tears say it all.
My pain comes from within, but my joys are still very thin.....

Chorus
Hearts shed blood, eyes shed tears,
All thats left at the bottom are the completely confined fears.

--Robby Sebaugh










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