Copyright 1995 G.J. Griffin
When I resurfaced it had been too long
Since I’d come up for air.
I had been lost, at such a cost,
Without a hope or prayer.
I guess I’m kind of stubborn
I guess it’s in my blood.
And when love comes to me,
It comes in such a flood.
Through all the times I’ve spent,
I’m not broken, I’m just bent.
Through all the times I’ve spent,
I’m not broken, I’m just… Bent.
Well it’s been two years since I came out
From behind those cold steel doors,
And freedom’s not all that It’s cracked up to be … Anymore.
To carve a hole when all you’ve got’s A hole to carve into …
It makes a body wonder, What a body’s supposed to do.
CHORUS
Like I said I’m kind of stubborn,
I guess that’s how I’m cut,
And I’ve never tasted life so strong
Or felt it so damned much.
Each memory a lesson, Each lesson a scar …
Sometimes you have to lose yourself
To find out who you are.
CHORUS