Rope burns hot against my skin My grip is tight, but giving in My patience wearing like the wick Strange for a stubborn man who's skull is inches thick
Tried hard not to lose my way But the detours found their own I've been around but there's no more waiting
Beyond what I've learned and what I've known A chance for my humility and my humbleness to grow Across the forest covered thick in pine Search has been hampered as my limbs are bound in twine
Tried hard just to get away But the ground it sinks below
I've been around but there's no more waiting I've got to find myself before I sink belowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
