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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brock Isaac Welch
Brock Isaac Welch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
S & S
S & S
Producer

Lyrics

Bound by this jagged edge Only caveat left to one Previous This total sum of Thoughts unheard This echo now returned Grievances second to none Yet left of hope This is the Plead song of all your reconciled sons This extra mile runs A long way from home With eyes swollen Allegiances Born battered and Swore less of their Forefathers and Lone mother A soul tether was torn Tarred feathered and worn Proudly except not outward accept not cowardice Bred cross flowers And left leg locked . powerless Bring head down into bed rock Heed hubris and tread light Instead fast. Loosely defined Against stacked odds Went, with faith lost Found use for the time spent losing his mind. I run true and shoot straight Far from desire Instead fast . Froth from desire In red glass . Sacrament wine . At last. Steady hand, paints the sistine Immaculate Time spent in sacrifice made Pain traced through inaccurate ends Led backward at length To amend Kept head held high When the adverse preserved And the matches were burnt And his stature was bent I had to respect it Unlatched, lidded lip Preached and practiced resentment I had to respect . Detached from his skin These so-called inventions In deep thought Wondered what was actually meant Where the credit was due When traction suspended And left unarmored, inactive again My heart was inflamed and enamoured Awash all effort and action expended The malpractice and mistreatment offend All anguish and pain when exacted against it Breadcrumbs broke down Crafted with hand. What it cost to protect What I had to defend? Lay the past into rest I had to confess . is our friendship Merely attachment at best? Well . that just depends on if Trust is returned When the rations divide And a bridge burnt collapse Turn dust into dust And the ash into wind
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