How was your life?
I spent most of mine
Feeling weird alone in my skin
Being told what matters is the end

If you stop hearing the call
Then you're the only one to blame
Because coming up short
And giving into evil are the same

Oh

I've wasted time and sacrificed telling my friends who I am
Afraid of judgement, hearing God, and saying something different again
If I'm so small inside then why would I accept the pride you place on me?
Too much pressure killed the kid and now I'm forced to walk around with his body

Oh