I could have been the Rock that fell instead of the one you stood on
I could have rolled alone instead of with the punches you landed
I could have gone down in flames instead drowning
I could have danced instead of sleep walking
I could have stayed, I could have stayed
Instead I shadow boxed your demons
I rolled drowning in waves as my heart burned to ashes
and now you sleep
I rolled drowning in waves as my heart burned to ashes
and now you sleep
Salty blue veins of dreams
and for now you are close,
and for now you are close,
The drawer shut, & sinking into my skin
where the bruises show on my knuckles, my chest
where the bruises show on my knuckles, my chest
My ribs
Under my eyes
And where I keep taking it on the chin
And where I keep taking it on the chin
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