TORN

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I thought, i saw a man brought to life

He was warm, he came around and he was dignified

He showed me what it was to cry

well, you couldn't be that man i adored

you don't seem to know

seen to care what your heart is for

but i don't know him anymore

there's nothing where he used to lie

the conversation has run dry

that's what's going on

nothing's fine, i'm torn

i'm all out of faith

this is how i feel

i'm cold and i am shamed

lying naked on the floor

illusion never change

into something real

i'm awake and i can see 

the perfect sky is torn

you're little late, i'm already torn

so i guess the fortune teller's right

should have seen just what was there

and not some holy light

it crawled beneath my veins

and now i don't care, i had no luck

i don't miss it all much

there's just so many things

that i can touch, i'm torn

i'm all out of faith

this is how i feel

i'm cold and i am shamed

lying naked on the floor

illusion never change

into something real

i'm awake and i can see 

the perfect sky is torn

you're little late, i'm already torn, torn

there's nothing where he used to lie

the conversation has run dry

that's what's going on

nothing's fine, i'm torn

i'm all out of faith

this is how i feel

i'm cold and i am shamed

lying naked on the floor

illusion never change

into something real

i'm awake and i can see 

the perfect sky is torn

you're little late, i'm already torn, torn