Chromarama - An Awful Lot

I'm moving towards progress but still losing track
Cause my design reminds me of the things I seem to lack
With nothing more than adverse whispers and takes
I've held out for the moments when the discord breaks
Make no mistake
I know I keep often talking shit about how I'd get well
And none of that has changed
I just need some time to get through this mess that I call hell
And none of that has changed
So, hear me out
Awareness without nerve left me on the inside
All of the things I found swallowed me alive
And though I'm consumed, I can't be kept down
I've been told you can turn this life around
Make no mistake
I know I keep often talking shit about how I'd get well
And none of that has changed
I just need some time to get through this mess I call hell
And none of that has changed
So, hear me out
I use to be so filled with faith but scared to give it a name
I don't know what it became but one thing was left the same
I still feel it, I still feel it an awful lot
Make no mistake
I know I keep often talking shit about how I'd get well
And none of that has changed
I just need some time to get through this mess I call hell
And none of that has changed

Written by:
Geoff Halbherr

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