Sinking into the sheets.
Sinking into defeat.
Step softly, as I lay beneath.
I spread myself under your feet.
I had a lot to learn about respect when you told me you were better off dead.
Tell me something I can sing.
Tell me anything.
What is this place in hell that I know so well?
This life is a labour.
I will slave until I'm able to forget myself.
But I sink into defeat.
Step softly, as I lay beneath.
I spread myself under your feet.
I had a lot to learn about respect.
I thought a lot about the things that you said.
Younger men have wished for death, but I will carry on because I am my father's son, I am my mother's love and I will earn your name.
What is this place in hell that I know so well?
This life is a labour.
I will slave until I'm able to forget myself.
I shut myself away from endless tragedy.
My head gets in the way of the man I try to be.
compositores: Dann Bostock (2%),James Grayson (2%),Oakley Moffatt (32%),Ryan Hyslop (32%),Tobi Duncan (32%)
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