All Is Well
I drink and it didn't seem to take away the pain
I give my heart away it always ends up being ill treated all is well
If I cast my pearls before swine they will still be getting trampled still
I do with my hands what others can't I'm all heart no talent no skill
I'm like a bird falling from its limb
I can't feel the bitter cold wind or feel sorry for myself
There's swords over my head, I'm numb to the pain,
That means I can't feel fear
Just like they sneak through Windows and kill children
Like we're felling more pain than Americans ever filled still
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