Watching Yourself Slowly Disappear

Album: A Billion Heartbeats (2020)
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  • We're born and we're raised
    To stand up tall and straight
    Then torn and reshaped
    At the people's gains
    Oh to be a real man
    Hangs heavy in your hands
    But you keep quiet, do the best you can
    To prove it to yourself, then everyone else
    When it seems like the only direction is down

    New shelter from the shame
    So you sit and drink away the pain
    [?] to reach you cannot place a name
    So you shoulder all the blame again and again
    And see yourself, this hollow shell
    This cold and wicked, cruel and wretched hell
    That you found but don't make a sound
    Now it seems like the only direction is down

    Hey you're upon the edge
    Where the bond breaks are beckoning
    The wind whips around your head
    But the silence is deafening
    If you call out, if you call out
    If you call out we'll be here
    And you can't help, and you can't help
    And you can't help the feeling when you're
    Watching yourself slowly disappear
    And you can't help the feeling
    You're watching yourself slowly disappear

    Hey you're upon the edge
    Where the bond breaks are beckoning
    The wind whips around your head
    But the silence is deafening
    If you call out, if you call out
    If you call out we'll be here
    And you can't help, and you can't help
    And you can't help the feeling when you're
    Watching yourself slowly disappear
    Watching yourself slowly disappear
    And you can't help the feeling
    You're watching yourself, watching yourself
    Watching yourself slowly disappear
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