I felt like a monster in a church
Trying to hide from the pain I bring
My visceral urges, getting worse
Looking for a sign somewhere I missed
Because the hole deep within me kept growing and poisoning my blood
Then in that moment alone in the dirt, I understood
That every time I close my eyes I'm overwhelmed by
Visions of something that's bigger than
Moving mountains, parting oceans
And I've got the whole world in front of me
I'll be a giant
I am defiant
It's in my blood
I wasn't a monster and this ain't a church
You can't trust the blind to keep you clean
I saw my future from a hearse
That wasn't the life meant for me
Because the hole deep within me kept growing and poisoning my blood
Then in that moment alone in the dirt, I understood
That every time I close my eyes I'm overwhelmed by
Visions of something that's bigger than
Moving mountains, parting oceans
And I've got the whole world in front of me
I'll be a giant
I am defiant
It's in my blood
I'm not stuck inside this place
The only thing that's keeping me here
Are the walls that I built myself
I've got a dream to chase
So I'm not wasting a moment
Tryna hold on to nothing
'Cause every time I close my eyes I'm overwhelmed by
Visions of something much bigger than
Moving mountains, parting oceans
And I've got the whole world in front of me
I'll be a giant
I am defiant
It's in my blood
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