Cracked this morning worst and weak
Tears roll down from inside my cheek
Strange timing opportunity knocks
Sun comes up, paradox
Take the whole part out this wine
Take a rope and tie these
Thoughts of mine down
Until I'm fine
Don't ask me if I'm hungry
I'm not sick
Something's tearing me up
Brick by brick
And I feel guilty as I sigh
I'm feeling guilty, why do I?
Take your hands out of mine
Take a rope and tie these
Thoughts of mine down
Until I'm fine
Cracked this morning worse and sad
Or have I already told you that
Forget my plans to grow a vine
You weren't dressed to burn these thoughts of mine
Until I'm fine, until I'm fine
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