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Falling From Grace
Here I lie, here I sit At the bottom of this gaping pit There's a long way up and short way down To falling from grace and casting your crowns I work my way up to the top I reach daylight and then I stop Then I slip and sink back in Into the gaping pit again At the bottom, oh so low Light nor time come to show Darkness envelopes and then surrounds Your cries for help are the only sounds Then you are attacked, left and right By all your fears that haunt the night They don't stop coming, their attacks are relentless They rip your insides open while you sit there defenseless They taint your mind, they steal your heart The world that you loved, they tear it apart All they leave is a shred of hope That you won't keep sliding down this slope I get down on my knees and pray For all of this to go away And for an angel to take my hand And fly me back to Neverland I am the prey, always under attack Holding my one shred of hope, barely it's intact But these are the cards, and life is just a game All these cards within my hand, these cards, they are my shame
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