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Some of us made of concrete
Some of us made of sand Some of us like the clear blue water Others catching it in their hands But we'll all just Some of us made of steel Some of us like the earth Some of us are the clear blue sky When others fly through the air But we'll all just so is it Better to say Chances are what you feel Is like everyone else Who is wrong? What is real? You can ask yourself But if you find a way You can always carry on Chances are what you need Is like everyone else It's in you, it's in me You can see yourself But if you find a way You can always carry on Some of us breaking like ice Some of us like a stone Some are just like the blowing wind Others always are getting thrown And when you say you won't make tomorrow Cause tomorrow feels like the rest Yeah you can break this viscous circle Everyone who hurts feels no less Some of us like a secret Some of us open books And some you can tell but either way You can't tell by just a look Then we all just anyway |
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| 4:55 |
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you don't believe my hurt for you is real
you wanna see me inside your hole you can't concieve of things unless you feel you wanna drown me to watch me float here i go CHORUS anything you say i deid to be your slave always been this way alive to be your slave waiting to feed you eat from my submission words that you leave is sweetness that rots you let me breathe and tell me i'm still living deep in your mouth swallow all you've got all you want I am the seed i pierce, i rip, i christen bout you've never known me much at all facing no fear whenever you want me skin without milk blood without honey deepen your pain whenever you want me sin without guilt pay without money |
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| 4:30 |
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Some of us made of concrete
Some of us made of sand Some of us like the clear blue water Others catching it in their hands But we'll all just fade Some of us made of steel Some of us like the earth Some of us are the clear blue sky When others fly through the air But we'll all just fade so is it Better to say Chances are what you feel Is like everyone else Who is wrong? What is real? You can ask yourself But if you find a way You can always carry on Some of us breaking like ice Some of us like a stone Some are just like the blowing wind Others always are getting thrown But we'll all just fade so easy Better to say Chances are what you feel Is like everyone else Who is wrong? What is real? You can ask yourself But if you find a way You can always carry on Chances are what you need Is like everyone else It's in you, it's in me You can see yourself But if you find a way You can always carry on And when you say you won't make tomorrow Cause tomorrow feels like the rest Yeah you can break this viscous circle Everyone who hurts feels no less Some of us like a secret Some of us open books And some you can tell but either way You can't tell by just a look Then we all just fade anyway.. Chances are what you feel Is like everyone else Who is wrong? What is real? You can ask yourself But if you find a way You can always carry on Chances are what you need Is like everyone else It's in you, it's in me You can see yourself But if you find a way You can always carry on you can carry on chance are Is like everyone else Who is wrong? What is real? You can ask yourself But if you find a way You can always carry on But if you find a way You can always carry on... |
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when i reachout, you move away from my hands you're never telling me why we make time to spend time you forget and the days are just passing us by when i ask you, you never understand it you don't know what you haven't done and when i try to explain it, it sounds like a complaint CHORUS Is there a fire if you don't see the smoke? we can't get higher if you don't let it go how did your heart ever get like that? how did someone ever hurt so bad? that you can't see it you've been kicked inside you're desensitized how did you're heart ever get so cold? how did someone ever get so clos that you just don't know how it feels inside you're desensitized I wanna believe that it's a phase you go through that only gets harder to tell and sometimes I think, it's an easier thing to believe that there's somebody else whatever they did / whatever they said you know it's much better just to run and forget whatever it was / whoever's to blame you know you can let yourself be feeling again |
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