Slipping Down
(Bret Domrose)
I worked on it for a while
Until I saw
That is was goin' nowhere
I gathered it into a pile
And put it with the rest of the things
That didn't work
That let me down
That drove my heart
Into the ground
That tore me up
That made me cry
With no regrets I ask
Have you no pride to stay straight
You've become everything
That you hate
In our little world
You're slipping down
Grab my hand and
I'll pull you out
I'm trying to live a life
That cuts like a knife
That's dull
I wrapped myself up tight
And stored it with
The rest of the things
That didn't work That let me down
That drove my heart
Into the ground
That tore me up
That made me cry
With no regrets I ask
Have you no pride to stay straight
You've become everything
That you hate
In our little world
You're slipping down
Grab my hand and
I'll pull you out
Have you no love to stay straight
You've become everything you hate
In our little world
You're slipping down
Grab my hand and
I'll pull you out
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