Occam's razor cut me deep
Cause I’m to blame for everything
The dark cloud that never ceased
I’ve always been the black sheep
Sometimes I wonder
If I feel anything at all
Or am I stuck under
A curse from when I was born
I will never
Have the life I always wanted
That was taken long ago
And all I’ve learnt in these long years
Is that you die in your own arms
So I keep roving
With no real point of anything
And all I see is suffering
Most of it caused by me
I will never
Have the life I always wanted
That was taken long ago
And all I’ve learnt in these long years
Is that you die in your own arms
I’ve found it easier to dig a hole
Than to let it go
I’ve found it easier to dig a hole
Than to let you go
I will never
Have the life I always wanted
That was taken long ago
And all I’ve learnt in these long years
Is that you die in your own arms
That you die in your own arms
credits
from Our Place Amongst The Dirt,
released September 22, 2023
Written and Performed by Amends
Produced and Mixed by Thomas Sigal
Mastered by Alan Douches
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