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Citizen Soldier

My Own Miracle

 

My Own Miracle


Fake smiles are holding me together
For worse or for better 'cause I've never had anyone
To stay long enough to see the weather
The pain and the pressure I carry like a loaded gun

I've been through things that you can't see
A kind of suffering the eyes don't notice
Rather hide when I'm hurting
Than be a burden 'cause all I know is

Nobody showed up, nobody slowed down
They must have been deaf, I was screaming so loud
Nobody had faith I'd ever be found
Born into a hole six feet in the ground
I had to love me when nobody cared
And be the family that never was there
Had to have hope when I didn't feel spiritual
Had to be my own, my own miracle

Worked twice as hard through the diseases
To make up for the weakness and vices not visible
No friends to pick up all the pieces
No sympathy or sweetness, no wonder I'm cynical

I've walked a path that would kill most
Where a heart closed and it left a temper
I don't know how to love 'cause
I try to trust but then I remember

Nobody showed up, nobody slowed down
They must have been deaf, I was screaming so loud
Nobody had faith I'd ever be found
Born into a hole six feet in the ground
I had to love me when nobody cared
And be the family that never was there
Had to have hope when I didn't feel spiritual
Had to be my own, my own miracle

"Are you okay?" "You need to chat?"
The questions I was never asked
I should feel strong but I just feel sad
So just let me grieve what I never had
Ah-ah-ah-ah

Nobody showed up, nobody slowed down
They must have been deaf, I was screaming so loud
Nobody had faith I'd ever be found
Born into a hole six feet in the ground
I had to love me when nobody cared
And be the family that never was there
Had to have hope when I didn't feel spiritual
Had to be my own, my own miracle

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