Make Way کے بول

I'm pullin' knots out of my head strands of DNA I am finding a name and all that has remained within the recess of my brain I'm tall as a whisper a blowing seed I need forgiveness and eyes that see that I'm sandpaper underneath the layers of this scaly shedding see-through skin I am not confident of change You know, I never am but that doesn't mean, doesn't mean, doesn't mean that I can't, I can I tried my very best to muffle those monumental screams that never had a moment, never had a voice to be heard to be seen to be released and make way for the healing make way we chose different things still we chose each other I know I am not a child and you are not my mother but I'm still lookin', still lookin', still lookin' make way, make way