Always reaching for the unreachable
The dust falling through my fingers
The dirt I stand upon ever descending, like putting me into my place is its only option
My grave... screams out I'm worthless
No name written on the headstone
My date of birth, the day the devil got to work on making sure the numbers at the end would stop me
It hurts
These steps I take away from you as I still carry you on my back
Attached at the hip with shame for every sin I commit
All the things that I lack, the things that I try to get back
Losing all that I had
Now, all that's left is to RIP
A part of me is black, the heart in me
In fact, the spark you see is daftness mixed with tactless acts of a man
Intact is what my path is
Knot
Lying down with death, you're caught in a mess
I spot the best way to get out
I bought some thoughts that have no doubt in them
I fought to climb up mountains
Then I sought to be a fountain dripping water south to those who need it
I've deleted so much pouting
I pursued around it, through it
Bleeding while I'm pounding up and down upon my palette spouting nouns
I've found are routing me towards, not a fallacy, but a pact, a promise
I've hacked to bits the counterfeit
I don't desire a pit
So sick of being crowned with a crypt
If I'm sounding like I'm trying to be slick, I am
A snake
Slip and bam
As a serpent, it must be my purpose to grow some legs
So I can jump around, then, maybe get some wings
So I can get up off the ground
If I fly high enough
Can I slide my way into heaven or will they kick me out and say I ain't allowed?
I left home four years ago and I'm still trying to get back
Walking, running, crawling, falling forward if I can
I know I'm out of wack. I can't take it! Attack! Attack!
Defend what's left! To comprehend a crack
To mend my confidence (does not exist) Unless I tend to you, I'm pissed
Resist my wish to end the fish
Just know it's on my bucket list
A wrist to cut with like the hit of a drum stick
Or the way it bends to create the swish of a bucket or like the flick with a wand like on that one flick
Magical light with no wick
It makes no sense
It makes no sense
As a serpent, it must be my purpose to grow some legs
So I can jump around, then, maybe get some wings, so I can get up off the ground
If I fly high enough, can I slide my way into heaven
Or will they kick me out and say I ain't allowed?
Snakes have a lot of spine to try to evolve and deny God's command for them
To spend their lives with their eye lines matched with grass
Their whole body a muscle, defined and flexible
Must be uncomfortable to be flexing to just see the light of the sun in the sky
What beauty... Design
Eyce - Can We Get Back to Where It Was Lyrics
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Always reaching for the unreachable
The dust falling through my fingers
The dirt I stand upon ever descending, like putting me into my place is its only option
My grave... screams out I'm worthless
No name written on the headstone
My date of birth, the day the devil got to work on making sure the numbers at the end would stop me
It hurts
These steps I take away from you as I still carry you on my back
Attached at the hip with shame for every sin I commit
All the things that I lack, the things that I try to get back
Losing all that I had
Now, all that's left is to RIP
A part of me is black, the heart in me
In fact, the spark you see is daftness mixed with tactless acts of a man
Intact is what my path is
Knot
Lying down with death, you're caught in a mess
I spot the best way to get out
I bought some thoughts that have no doubt in them
I fought to climb up mountains
Then I sought to be a fountain dripping water south to those who need it
I've deleted so much pouting
I pursued around it, through it
Bleeding while I'm pounding up and down upon my palette spouting nouns
I've found are routing me towards, not a fallacy, but a pact, a promise
I've hacked to bits the counterfeit
I don't desire a pit
So sick of being crowned with a crypt
If I'm sounding like I'm trying to be slick, I am
A snake
Slip and bam
As a serpent, it must be my purpose to grow some legs
So I can jump around, then, maybe get some wings
So I can get up off the ground
If I fly high enough
Can I slide my way into heaven or will they kick me out and say I ain't allowed?
I left home four years ago and I'm still trying to get back
Walking, running, crawling, falling forward if I can
I know I'm out of wack. I can't take it! Attack! Attack!
Defend what's left! To comprehend a crack
To mend my confidence (does not exist) Unless I tend to you, I'm pissed
Resist my wish to end the fish
Just know it's on my bucket list
A wrist to cut with like the hit of a drum stick
Or the way it bends to create the swish of a bucket or like the flick with a wand like on that one flick
Magical light with no wick
It makes no sense
It makes no sense
As a serpent, it must be my purpose to grow some legs
So I can jump around, then, maybe get some wings, so I can get up off the ground
If I fly high enough, can I slide my way into heaven
Or will they kick me out and say I ain't allowed?
Snakes have a lot of spine to try to evolve and deny God's command for them
To spend their lives with their eye lines matched with grass
Their whole body a muscle, defined and flexible
Must be uncomfortable to be flexing to just see the light of the sun in the sky
What beauty... Design
The dust falling through my fingers
The dirt I stand upon ever descending, like putting me into my place is its only option
My grave... screams out I'm worthless
No name written on the headstone
My date of birth, the day the devil got to work on making sure the numbers at the end would stop me
It hurts
These steps I take away from you as I still carry you on my back
Attached at the hip with shame for every sin I commit
All the things that I lack, the things that I try to get back
Losing all that I had
Now, all that's left is to RIP
A part of me is black, the heart in me
In fact, the spark you see is daftness mixed with tactless acts of a man
Intact is what my path is
Knot
Lying down with death, you're caught in a mess
I spot the best way to get out
I bought some thoughts that have no doubt in them
I fought to climb up mountains
Then I sought to be a fountain dripping water south to those who need it
I've deleted so much pouting
I pursued around it, through it
Bleeding while I'm pounding up and down upon my palette spouting nouns
I've found are routing me towards, not a fallacy, but a pact, a promise
I've hacked to bits the counterfeit
I don't desire a pit
So sick of being crowned with a crypt
If I'm sounding like I'm trying to be slick, I am
A snake
Slip and bam
As a serpent, it must be my purpose to grow some legs
So I can jump around, then, maybe get some wings
So I can get up off the ground
If I fly high enough
Can I slide my way into heaven or will they kick me out and say I ain't allowed?
I left home four years ago and I'm still trying to get back
Walking, running, crawling, falling forward if I can
I know I'm out of wack. I can't take it! Attack! Attack!
Defend what's left! To comprehend a crack
To mend my confidence (does not exist) Unless I tend to you, I'm pissed
Resist my wish to end the fish
Just know it's on my bucket list
A wrist to cut with like the hit of a drum stick
Or the way it bends to create the swish of a bucket or like the flick with a wand like on that one flick
Magical light with no wick
It makes no sense
It makes no sense
As a serpent, it must be my purpose to grow some legs
So I can jump around, then, maybe get some wings, so I can get up off the ground
If I fly high enough, can I slide my way into heaven
Or will they kick me out and say I ain't allowed?
Snakes have a lot of spine to try to evolve and deny God's command for them
To spend their lives with their eye lines matched with grass
Their whole body a muscle, defined and flexible
Must be uncomfortable to be flexing to just see the light of the sun in the sky
What beauty... Design
Writer: DustIn Toutges
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