Decline Not The State
Yesterday I woke up with a voice inside my mind.
It told me just to stay in bed, it told me I'd be fine.
Said if I really want to see this through,
To make it out and be with you.
That I'd have to live it all inside,
Sit it out, or find a place to hide.
Everything I've ever said -
About your eyes, your hair, the way I care -
Everything I've said to you is nothing less, I tell the
truth.
Someday soon I'll realize I want the truth, to see you
smile.
It something that you had to do,
It's what you need, it's best for you.
Never thought that I'd have to choose
Between a lie and a thought that I used to use.
At the end of the start of the day, you know I'll be fine
