| I was an optimistic son |
| Excited to love |
| And my parents told the truth |
| Evil from youth |
| Do I have the strength to stare down these eyes |
| Until it turns back to a face I recognize |
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| What would you hear if I told you that I need you? |
| It's a need too deep to speak |
| Would the ceiling fall, and the walls cave in |
| From a secret too big to keep? |
| If I fell down at your doorstep naked |
| Would you take me in and cover me? |
| Dress my skin in a fresh-coat of blood |
| Here I am for you to see |
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| I was an incubated heart |
| In your arms in the dark |
| I fell out while you were asleep |
| In the viscera of your dreams |
| And you wiped off my face, and you gave me a name |
| Added up to a son that could take away the shame, but |
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| What would you hear if I told you that I need you? |
| It's a need too deep to speak |
| Would the ceiling fall, and the walls cave in |
| From a secret too big to keep? |
| If I fell down at your doorstep naked |
| Would you take me in and cover me? |
| Dress my skin in a fresh-coat of blood |
| Here I am for you to see |
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| Look at me, am I expired to be? |
| Am I an animal that you mistook for human? |
| Hold me, I am too incomplete |
| There is a part of me I am afraid of losing |
| Look at me, like you looked at me, when I was gonna be |
| Everything you and the family could need |
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