Gideon Dreams
I am weak from the weight I carry
I am sick from the poison I've been fed
Go ahead judge my ways
You don’t know right from wrong
I will over power this doubt
That you’ve lodged into my soul
I will be myself
When everyone
Tells me to be someone else
Save your words
They fall on deaf ears
Save your words
For the weak
Go ahead and keep pouring this doubt
Into my mind Into my soul
Your words are nothing more
Than the dreams you’ve left unfollowed
Judge my ways
I am sick
I am weak
Save your words
They fall on deaf ears
Save your words
For the weak
