Down in whole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
Oh, you don't understand who they thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now I'm a man who won't let himself be
I have been guilty of kicking myself in the teeth
Down in hole, feeling so small
Down in a hole losing my soul
I'd like to fly but my wings my will denies
So it goes round and round once again, falling then standing only to fall again. The remorse, the guilt, the affirmation to rise up once again. Thankfully you actually get the chance. So do the next right thing. Whatever the plague you have the cure, so what's in your head?
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