Born Low - This Prison | Текст песни

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Welcome to the worst of the lows.
I feel the shiver from skin to bone.
I stood on your scales of judgment.
You built me up and then you left me alone.
Follow through the mandate said.
Climb the ladder, the scriptures read.
I stay fixed on the past, where,
I'm pushed to the edge and out of your grasp.
It's not win or lose.
No choice but to pick and choose.
It feels like I'm falling
through some twisted stages of hell.
Those who try and cut me down,
I know too well.
These are the worst of the lows.
Where you're left with nothing to show
for the work you put in.
Your life gets marred by your fucking sins.
This is the end of the road,
you'd be wiser to give up hope and let go.
I'm losing sight of the flames,
the same fire keeping me sane.
I scale the walls in this life, it's a prison.
Afraid I'll fall when I reach the top.

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