The Importance of the Moment of Death

I was so tired of being alone,
Was so tired of listening to the in my head
Telling myself I wasn't good enough to be happy
Or proud or loving to myself
What kind of life is that?
Finding the courage to open up my heart,
And finally let me fucking breathe
I wanna believe, I wanna believe
I wanna believe, I wanna believe
No one should be judged for who they love,
No one should ever have to be afraid
There's so much grace in being vulnerable,
There's so much beauty in being brave
I've learned to love myself, I turpentine away the pain
And what I found underneath was a quiering heart ready to beat
I wanna believe, I wanna believe
I wanna believe, I wanna believe
I am no longer afraid to die, I am no longer afraid to die
I am no longer afraid to die,
I am no longer afraid to die,
I am no longer afraid to die