Coming to Grips

I'd gotten so good at letting go
So well that I could barely feel what I held anymore
But now I think I'm finally coming to grips with it
Maybe I needed all this time to see
That something wicked had latched itself to me
Apologies like hammers through my teeth
Excuse my open mouth
It's hard to chew this

I can feel it climbing its way up from the pits of hell I keep in my brain
I can see we've made a mistake
Let's put this devil to rest
Let's put our devils to

Rest easy, you
Hey, let's put this thing to bed and be the friends we'd always meant to
Harsh lies and harder truths
Let's watch our tongues fall out
Let's shake our insides loose

I can feel it climbing its way up from the pits of hell I keep in my brain
I can see we've made a mistake
Let's put this devil to rest
Let's put our devils to

Though it may leave a bitter taste in our mouths, we have to turn our stomachs inside out
Anguish could permeate our weary minds
We have reap all of this fruit before it ripens because

I can feel it climbing its way up from the pits of hell I keep in my brain
I can see we've made a mistake
Let's put this devil to rest
Let's put our devils to

I can feel it clawing its way up from the pits of hell I keep in my brain
I can see we've made a mistake?
Let's put this devil to rest
Let's put our devils to



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Dupree
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