I was up all night,
Trying to find a light,
Trying to find a way into your mind.
I was not alright,
My head was clouded up by fright.
Worried about our distance and your sight.
But they were just my cowardly thoughts.
I felt we were drifting and I was lost.
I was in so deep It didn't feel like i was asleep,
But it felt like I was dreaming.
Who you know and who you love,
Might not clearly stand above,
But you know that it's not always the ones you trust.
In your home they may come,
And When you feel the urge to run,
Away from all of the fake teeth and the lies they’ve spun.
They might be your family,
But just by blood that's all they’ll be.
They will never really see me in my light.
Close your eyes,
Put my shoes on your feet.
Make the time,
To give love to everyone you meet.
They might not be your family,
Their blood does not determine how they see,
It has to do with the carvings etched into their hearts.
They may not be your family,
Their blood does not determine how they see,
It has to do with the carvings etched into their hearts.
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