Get down, get down on your knees
I feel it now, the sorrow, the sinking point
There's no time to hate though
I can't help but detest
How small and putrid I've felt
Many times, the lines been crossed, in hours passed in my own mind
I cannot rest, the things you've done cannot be let go
If I had known would I have left this cave
In all years gone
I won't give myself away
I'll always be living, I'm feeding on this neglect
This ache that you're giving, will never stop backing my strength
Lay down your affliction,
Everything ends at once, you decide
Put forth flustered efforts
Subside your life on this tide
Many times, the lines been crossed, in hours passed in my own mind
I cannot rest, the things you've done cannot be let go
A redemption of myself, my fears and my faults, the line's been crossed
Played as a metaphor to life, of a metonym of well being

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