88 Miles Per Hour Critical 18
Destroy me rebuild me
Nothing seems to last
Forgotten memories of things in the past
Why does it seem that I'm only made to break?
I've realized something this world is a fake
I've tried and I've tried but it never seems to work
Lost unforgiven oh God am I livin?
Seventeen years an unbearable state
All of my friends hate me
They can't relate it seems that I can't even lift my face to God
It's hard to believe in what you cannot see
It's so hard
Restore me rescue me
Give me one chance
Open up emotions
I'll put it in His hands
"faith is the substance of things hoped for,
The evidence of things unseen" (Hebrews 11:1)
