I could never let go of it
Watch you wade through the quicksand
It’s so hard to reject vengeance when it’s placed into the palm my hands
Sick of biting the bullet
Sick of hiding emotion beneath my skin
Face up to the hands of God and let the quicksand suck you in
The pendulum swings
Feel the fury in the sands of time
Gaze in to the hourglass
Turn reality on it’s head
I’m sick of biting the bullet
I’m sick of holding my tongue
Your guilt cemented onto your wrists
Watch the end of your life come by my fist
Your guilt cemented onto your wrists
Watch the end of your life come by my fist
Face up to the hands of god and let the quicksand suck you in
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