How can you run with a broken heart when it's barely beating you're barely breathing

There isn't much left of me to hold on to

I hide behind a wall of static making sure that nothings clear

Letting just enough of me get through

Now I'm burning up like a shooting star across the sky I've fallen far

I'm outta reach so you can't see that nothing here is as it appears to be

Honesty will be the death of me A man is just the sum of all his lies

Honesty will be the death of me A masquerade to let me keep my pride

All of my dreams are just devices that satisfy the lies I sell

My back is weak from dragging all this weight

I gave my strentgh to all my vices so I could shade my second face

This double agent couldn't keep it straight

Now I'm burning up like a shooting star across the sky I've fallen far

I'm outta reach so you can't see that nothing here is as it appears to be

Honesty will be the death of me A man is just the sum of all his lies

Honesty will be the death of me A masquerade to let me keep my pride

Kris Moauro is a singer, songwriter, life coach and ADHD coach, who empowers people to keep moving towards the experience of connecting to a loving, supporting community of acceptance.

www.krismoauro.com

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