Dearest Christian lyrics

Why can’t I keep you from the cold
Seem to know the difference faces
No matter what road you travel on
You go through the darkest places

I can’t tell the angels it’ll be good
For you
But wanting to say blesses be the
Darkness
For bringing the life through

But I’d be lying to myself

I had no right bringing you here
Knowing what I know, feeling the way
I feel

I ran into my ignorance
I think she cares for you
Cause she's been trickin' on you for quite some time
You need to tell that bitch to change her fucking frequency
When intellectricity come in mega hurts
I'm not trying not to get amped I'm trying to get you

You...
I wanna be like you
I want one of them art deco halos that makes everybody hate how
far they are from you

In anything that you do, I will be happy for you, so ecstatic for you
Whatever you are to be, I hope that you'll think of me within your
sweetest daydreams
Whenever you decide to die, I hope you're fortified with all you want
in life
Whenever you have to change, don't let it make you run away from
all that I have to say
Because they'll love you today, when all they really wanna do is ruin

(Dum da da da dum da da da dum da da doo da da da)
I don't kiss the future like the fortune tellers do
So I can't dream with you at night
Pessimism's hunger changes everything
I wish I
Walked with faith and not sight but
You know with anything you do
There's a hundred people bringing you down (bringing you down) oh
No matter who you are
Don't let'em make you cause they'll break you

Chorus

We be movin' on up, (la,la,la,la,la) to the eastside

where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky

We be movin' on up, (la,la,la,la,la) to the eastside

And it looks like we're gonna get some cream from the pie
Right, right

Got to take some time to clear my mind

Don't want to think about the problems

Want to leave the west head up to the east side

I should’a known not to watch that comet
I should’a known not to give you this
I should’ve known not to throw away my records
I should’ve never purchased compact discs

I can’t remember inventing the atom
I don’t remember what it’s like to be god

I should’a known not to watch jerry springer

Last day of the rest of my life
I wish I would've known
'Cause I didn't kiss my mama goodbye
I didn't tell her that I loved her and how much I care
Or thank my pops for all the talks
And all the wisdom he shared
Unaware, I just did what I always do
Everyday, the same routine
Before I skate off to school
But who knew that this day wasn't like the rest
Instead of taking a test

Don't waste your precious light, all my life
I've hated myself for you
Feel free that's alright, I'm terrified
I hate myself for you

Ooh...
Don't you see, I hate myself for you (x2)

Too weak, too divine
All my life, I hate myself for you
So why do they think I have this "Buddha gene"
When I can hardly see the angels
I hate myself for you

You're too far away for me to run to
A million galaxies live within you
Why can't I cry my way to your dimension
Or a new dimension not only out of sight and sound but of mind
I'm amazed by night's newest shadows
But if I could feel your moon's good intentions
Venus wants her frown and can not kiss me
So I sympathize with the dark side of the moon inside you
But...

It's all good baby
Don't worry about it
Cause I've got all the love you'll ever need

Hey it's all good baby
Don't stress on it
Cause I've got all the love you'll ever need

*Surely...I've had so much pain from you
You make me regret my lifelines
360 degrees of "love kills hatred"
to be your hate in the making
fascinates my "why try's"

You'll hear tales
of all the great pretenders
then it comes to you...

You'll spend hours
practicing your smile
then it comes to you...

You'll be do deceived by
"The peaceful life"
but You'll spend all your worth
trying to be an angel
and then it comes to you

They don't feel the way you feel
they don't know that they hurt you
and when you forgive them for what they do

Tell me what I'm to do
I'm trying to find you
But I don't know your ways
And baby you don't love your life

Contentions kill the days for trying it your way
So I don't find it fortunate to be loving you this much this way

All you fears and reasons in time will conquer you
But there's no further damage living in love
When asking for the answers, time will torture you

It's Love, not another word baby
that can show what's yours in my heart.
I'm not just enchanted, I see forever in my dreams.
I'll just just have to wait for you, to see what your plan is, baby.

Sometimes I hate this place,
This is why noone wants to be in love anymore
It's takin what's real from fake baby
You could overlook the diamond,
that's trying to be perfect for you.

I can hear me now
telling me it's my life
I can hear me now
telling me I'm okay at least until the sun goes down
I can hear me now
talking to all my tears
I can hear me now
telling me to stay away but begging me not to go far

There's nothing wrong with your life
Yes I'm putting all the squares in the circles
Freedom's only grieving for you now

Seriously...

A fortune, says they love me too
I think the reason for the treason
is burning so lovely.

Yes I'm killing me with time
'cause on occasion I can see
with desperation lives forever.

And only when you're here,
do I really miss them
And only when you're gone,
do I feel like they're close to me

Then in trust they hurt you
In love they hurt you
If in vain they hurt you

And Columbus would sail across the end of the world
Almost admittedly I do this unto you
As Columbus would sail across the end of the world
Almost admittedly I wish I were with you

And Columbus would sail across the ends of the world
Me, I just couldn't find my way home

And she'd say to me, baby
"I hate you so much, why can't you go away, baby?
I wish you were here."

They always find you all the time...

I befriended my confusion quite some time ago
She tells me everything is gonna be alright (it's alright)
my senses make it real to me in all types of ways
but I'm so angry at my jealousy
that I hold it inside my heart like it's alright

Catapult my visions into realism's bosoms
Dreams prefer caesarian with plastic spoons and knives