What a song
You figured out
That it can turn you inside out
Just these lines live in your head
With the words written down
Or that you made up on your own
To fit the best into your life
That has been so many years from now
But you still feel it
The cries in the corner of teenage disorder
When just the tunes proved you right
And it still gives a stitch to your chest
When you hear them
And I feel the same
When I feel naked to my bones
Just leave me covered with a song
With the headphones on my ear
I swear and promise to breathe out
In all these moments that I fear
The most I promise to breathe out
I need the right tunes there to hear
And I can promise to breathe out
I'm unprotected
My life lies open on the floor
I'm not accepted
Seems like they don't need me anymore
You've got this huge support called "Jesus"
Who helps you over seasons
I've got a song.