When I was down, you were up

never feeling the pain at all

When you were down, you kept shut

all the doors that made you small

Held your hand

thinking I was quite the man

to feed your soul

I couldn't see you running empty

I was digging in your sores

scarred myself inside the source

The wounds appearing with the tries

Made me feel like Jesus Christ

Some of the fears we made leave

left me thinking you heard my call

Somehow that made me believe

all the bricks in your wall would fall

Gave myself

a place upon the highest shelf

and for that sin

I'll always be condemned within

I was digging in your sores

scarred myself inside the source

The wounds appearing with the tries

Made me feel like Jesus Christ

now I pay the price