The night shift
Was made to break you To tell you You were not made For the dark The hours alone Hardly sleeping You only wished That you were actually Dreaming Panicked And manic it made you Wondering if you had Ever done less Or desperately wanted More? The night shift Was made to break you To tell you You couldn't have been Made in the dark It was made to release you To free you And ultimately Defeat you For precisely how else Could He Have reached you In your fancy white coat And your posse Of me too's Forgetting about faith And the miracle Within you The armor so tight That nothing Could bleed through Until one day The night Came to meet you And break through the Cracks That only She Could have seen through To awaken the heart That only wanted To see you Forget the word hate And start living As if you Had always known love Was how They would greet you And give you the truth That from all dark You will wake too
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