Rope
I've got the needle in my hand
Thought I'd thread this piece by piece to show you all the things I've chosen to believe
About all these twists and turns that hang above your head
So do my footsteps on your shoulders tell you one last thing before I gasp for air?
Are you, proud of me?
For not struggling
No more, suffering
And you'll never learn, I'm not your concern
And these arms, won't serve as a reach when I fall
Looking through this rope tells me
That I will land into safety
Are you proud of me?
Thought I'd thread this piece by piece to show you all the things I've chosen to believe
About all these twists and turns that hang above your head
So do my footsteps on your shoulders tell you one last thing before I gasp for air?
Are you, proud of me?
For not struggling
No more, suffering
And you'll never learn, I'm not your concern
And these arms, won't serve as a reach when I fall
Looking through this rope tells me
That I will land into safety
Are you proud of me?
Credits
Writer(s): James Cisneros
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