Carvel

Abating God

Carvel


An undefined eye keeping me up strong
In a place of harmonic mean reborn
You will find
An abating of a God

As I lay here on the ground
I think of it over and over
There’s nothing left to keep me out

And as I lay here on the ground
(Who am I?)
I think of you over and over
(With these things that you’re thinking)
There’s nothing left to keep me out
(Cut me out)

And as I lay here on the ground
(Who am I?)
I think of you over and over
(With these things that you’re thinking)
There’s nothing left to hear that sound
(Cut me out)
Will I ever see your face again?

I’m in a cage so won’t you lock me up
(Well you, could be, oh I will try)

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