Hold your own, I'm telling you I'm trying my best.
Do right by those I love.
I'm only cheating myself.
I can list one thousand things that I have done wrong.
Don't dare apologise.
I'm not just playing dumb.
Broken legs will slowly grow.
They will double in length and breadth.
I'm stronger now, than I was then.
I will double in length and breadth.
But when I feel my backbone go, that's when I'll know I don't belong.
When I feel my conscious gone, that's when I'll know I don't belong.
Try to feel something else than jealousy or guilt.
It's really not that bad.
Just have to ride it out.
The hungry now will soon be those with purging stomachs.
It's really not that bad.
Just have to ride it out.
Broken legs will slowly grow.
They will double in length and breadth.
I'm stronger now, than I was then.
I will double in length and breadth.
But when I feel my backbone go, that's when I'll know I don't belong.
When I feel my conscious gone, that's when I'll know I don't belong.
Writer(s): Phillip Taylor
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