Falling past my knees
I'm lacking sympathy
Concrete's starting to fall
And another god, another god, has come to take it all
Falling down this hole
Just doing what I'm told
Deliverance is what they say
But it's withering, withering, so why would I stay
Lord please bless these days
So I might escape my cage
Alleviate these sores from the steps that I take
And help me learn from my mistakes
So come on take my hand
Don't listen to the bad, bad man
The goal is to not be lost and then found
But to sing out loud, and sing out proud until we're rotting in the ground
Lord please bless these days
So I might escape my cage
Alleviate these sores from the steps that I take
And help me learn from my mistakes
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Falling past my knees
I'm lacking sympathy
Concrete's starting to fall
And another god, another god, has come to take it all
Falling down this hole
Just doing what I'm told
Deliverance is what they say
But it's withering, withering, so why would I stay
Lord please bless these days
So I might escape my cage
Alleviate these sores from the steps that I take
And help me learn from my mistakes
So come on take my hand
Don't listen to the bad, bad man
The goal is to not be lost and then found
But to sing out loud, and sing out proud until we're rotting in the ground
Lord please bless these days
So I might escape my cage
Alleviate these sores from the steps that I take
And help me learn from my mistakes
I'm lacking sympathy
Concrete's starting to fall
And another god, another god, has come to take it all
Falling down this hole
Just doing what I'm told
Deliverance is what they say
But it's withering, withering, so why would I stay
Lord please bless these days
So I might escape my cage
Alleviate these sores from the steps that I take
And help me learn from my mistakes
So come on take my hand
Don't listen to the bad, bad man
The goal is to not be lost and then found
But to sing out loud, and sing out proud until we're rotting in the ground
Lord please bless these days
So I might escape my cage
Alleviate these sores from the steps that I take
And help me learn from my mistakes
Writer: Connor Hensley
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