Intimate

Intimate (written by Josh Cunningham)



Now we are so intimate do you think we could ever part

Though there’s little love left in it something seems to make it hard

I’d like to stand up I’d like to stand up on my own

But I fear that you will forever be my crutch



Did I save myself or was I saved

Though I knew it was killing me - I did it anyway

When I think of all those years I led myself astray

Knowing it was killing me – I did it anyway



I see it all from the other side

The prison walls around your minds

These are the subtle scars I hide

I’m looking in from the other side






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