Lean

By popular demand you fall to waste again.
Brought to the execution by a friend.
The guilt is wearing down the defense, and gearing up your same old reasons.
Allowing you to relive the same old day.

I can see the pain living inside you.
I can see the change standing beside you.
Lean on me this time.
(this time)

Somehow you slip behind and go on your way.
Somewhere you'll find a place to make this stay.
For now it's wearing down the defense, and deconstructing every pretense.
Crawling up your spine and watching you decay.
Decay...

(Chorus)



Credits
Writer(s): Clint Edward Lowery, William Amos Hunt, William Mclawhorn, Corey French Lowery, Brett Adam Hestla
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