Speak up Selah, be clear
I know you've spent your years
Speaking air to avoid being
In the middle of things
This freshly bleached dog yeared page
Lion cub in a cage
Perfect seeing now made light
From a million state lines away
And you hang your defeat above the beds
That you sleep said
It's always been this way
And I knew I was born
Just to creep through the thorns
and never see your face
Wake up Selah it's dark
Don't need to see to know
You've made your mark
Brushite like redden story
You read when you were five
I didn't mean to be weak
I tried to make you speak
Now it's me clabbering that you make me
So god damn glad to be alive
And the blame that you need
for the shame that you keep
that has made you this way
I know I was born
Just to creep through the thorns
and never see your face
Oh I'll never see your face now
Speak up Selah, be clear
about your piting words
that stand nothing you fear
Maybe the villian
For the hole that you're filling today
Your body's a state of decay
Still you rise and fall in the day
Ghost in the mirror
Swirl with us away
