I felt the cold rush through my skin
The sting of your words sink in
Making my head spin, world starts to spin
Words stuttered and afraid
Waving your truth in my face
Putting up every barricade
To stop me in my place
You draw that hard line right where you stand
So you can feel self righteous pain
There's no accommodation
Bend your knees to a wavering ideal
These platitudes aren't serving you well
Standing on thin lines
You're bound to fail
I have seen this all before
Twist my words just to wound me
Will you ever end this cycle
The hollow expectation
When the end is all the same
A self destroying prophecy
Tongues lash hysterically
Get these voices out
You'll cut every last ally down
Bend your knees to a wavering ideal
These platitudes aren't serving you well
Standing on thin lines
You're bound to fail
I have seen this all before
Twist my words just to wound me
Bend your knees to a wavering ideal
These platitudes aren't serving you well
Standing on thin lines
You're bound to fail
I have seen this all before
Twist my words just to wound me
Will you ever end this cycle
The hollow expectation
When the end is all the sam
There's no accommodation
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