sick of circling the same road,
sick of bearing the guilt.
so open the windows to cool off
and heat pours in instead.
perfect in weakness,
i'm only perfect in just your strength alone.
all my efforts to clean me
leave me putrid and filthy.
and how can you look at me
when I can't stand myself?
i'm tired, to be honest.
i'm nobody.
perfect in weakness,
i'm only perfect in just your strength alone
perfect in weakness,
i'm only running in just your strength alone.
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