Cruel Hand The Bottom (of Munjoy Hill) Lyrics

When your soul is trampled Life dismantled What was once
in your hands, now too much to handle You begin to
rethink everything that you are Inside yourself is a
constant war You don’t see the face that you saw before
Inside yourself is a constant war Too low to live Is this
my time? Been back and forth from the other side Pushing
me deeper into my black hole Twisting my world, spinning out of control I’ll pull you from the bottom If you pull
me from the bottom We live amongst leeches We adapt to
survive “I’m not one of these creature” I say time after
time If I slip away slowly and I notice the fall Will
your fierce hand of reality bring me back to it all?

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