Focus

There′s a deep
Focus
In the way that I moveIn the way that I talk
There's a deep
Focus
In the way I carry my cross
In the ways I carry this cross

But it gets heavy
It becomes deadly
When I′m mixing my emotions
With all these drugs without caution
It gets heavy
It becomes deadly
It's taking control of the inside
And it leaves no place to hide

Even when I focus
Try to smell all the roses
All I see is the thorns pulling flesh from my bones
I can't even focus

There′s a deep
Focus
In the things that I write
To try and feel with all my might
I have to process
All my wounds
To try and make some room for all things good and all things new

But it gets heavy
It becomes deadly
When I′m mixing my emotions
With all these drugs without caution
It gets heavy
It becomes deadly
It's taking control of the inside
And it leaves no place to hide

Even when I focus
Try to smell all the roses
All I see is the thorns pulling flesh from my bones
I can′t even focus

It knows me better than I know myself
I don't even have a fighting chance
It knows my tides
It knows my peaks
It knows my branches and my leaves
It′s been here
It's been here
Since I was here