Spinning around in circles chasing your goal
Pouring in the sand into this bottomless whole
Breaking cuz your bending and twisting all the truths
Polishing the old and trying to say it's new
Cry and call it a smile
Move an inch and call it a mile
Stop your heart, say it's beating
Make a choice, but no - it's fleeting
Stop you ears, claim to listen
Scratch the silver, pretend it glistens
Tell yourself that all these scars
Are shining like the twinkling stars
Don't you know, can't you see?
This isn't how it's supposed to be
God'll Cut You Down
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When something tragic happens, the feelings a person has in response to it
will shift and change on a path to full acceptance and understanding.
At first I...
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