Revelations 5:4

Your words to me just a whisper
Your faces so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just disappear.

So I speak to you in riddles
coz my words get in my way
I smoke the whole things to my head
And feel it wash away



Coz I cant take anymore of this
I wanna come apart
And dig myself a little hole
Inside your precious heart.

'Coz its always raining in my head
Don't forget all the things I've said
I am nothing more but a little girl inside
That cries out for attention, I hide.

'Coz I talk to you like a child
Though I don't know if this is real
But I know I did the right thing
If the right thing is revealed.