Statehood Giants
Cuts in my life
keep us spinning,
but I can still look in your eye
and know when your lying
I've push to be pulled
In hopes of hearing
Your softly spoken words
I thought would have more meaning
The weapons I would use are the words I never said
These cuts I would leave, you know would never mend
I'll medicate this mind
to stop the voices in my head
I'll press on every line
to show the hollow life you've lead White wall cages
and concrete tolls
duct tape covers and unlaced soles
Dreams of change wont decay
pushed back moments farther to delay
The weapons I would use are the words I never said
These cuts I would leave, you know would never mend
It's easy to point the finger
It's easy to pass the blame
It's easy to create resistance
It's easy to drop a name
and if I gave a little more of everything you waited
for
would that have made you change your mind and
take that last step.
Just take one step.
The weapons I would use are the words I never said
These cuts I would leave, you know would never mend
