Bride - Tomorrow Makes No Sense Lyrics
I didn't choose this faceOr this shell of skin I'm trapped inYou're not worthy to loose my shoesYou don't know where they've beenI am my own enemyI will lie to myselfI will talk to GodBut He won't talk to meI want no sin, I want no fearNo sting of conscience, no care of deathI want peace, not as the world givesTomorrow makes no senseOnly Jesus sees my heartMy hope is that He knows my mindHe will bring me out of thisIf I can scratch the crust from my eyesInflict my own woundsTorture my own soulI choose to be the beggarBreak the bonds of my yoke