I wish I could make time stand still Rewind and take some things back That I have squandered in my life Like the innocence that I once had I fell behind Feels so long ago And now its hard to just make a buck And find the will To keep living my dream Or the heart to even wake up So carry me up this hill, some ol angel Lord lift me up My spirit is breaking Deal me a hand thats even worth playing They sold me a lie That lifes what we make it I spent January locked up In a jail cell On a cot they claim I made for myself The only crime that Is truly guilty of Was shitty council for my lack of wealth It gets dark outside about five pm The bottles working, working all day Smoothing out my highs and my lows And even harder to take her away So carry me up this hill, mighty angel Lord, lift me up My spirit is ill Deal me a hand thats even worth playing They sold me a lie That lifes what we make it You might also likeSo carrying me up this hill some ol angel Lord lift me up, my spirit is breaking Deal me a hand thats worth fucking playing Show me a road I havent tried taking Ive worn out this lie That lifes what we make it Some bullshit cliche Were tricked into saying Till were hurt or were dying And we turn to clay So carry me up this hill some ol angel Lord lift me up My spirits so ill Deal me a hand thats even worth playing They sold me a lie That lifes what we make it Nothing makes sense Youre stuck on a fence Seeing off my last ship With my face to the wind I wish I could make time stand still Rewind and take some things back That I have squandered in my life Like all the love that we used to have
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