Sands of Time: Vicegrip (feat. Lions At Midnight)
I feel stuck
I'm so paralyzed
You move on but I'm still left behind
The world around me
Seems to move so fast
It's obvious
Lost in the past
Will I survive
Worn down by
The sands of time
Will I survive
Worn down by
The sands of time
Will I survive
Worn down by
The sands of time
Lost in oblivion
Or torn apart in the end
It's Comforting
No progress is made
The pain still remains
As I struggle in vain
I feel forever in-chained
It takes over me
All my life
I've been clamped at the side
The ground falls
As I'm left behind
Vicegrip
Vicegrip
Vice
Grip
These idle hands grab
The ground below
As I fall back into the cracks
Back into myself
Something that just feels real
No longer where I used to be
Learning to grow
Learning to heal
It's my life's story
I worry myself to death
Digging myself and early grave
And now I've overslept
There's all this dirt on top of me
Don't try to tell me what you think
Is on the other side
I scratch myself out of this grave
And try to rebuild my life
Can't seem to change the fact
I'm so stuck in time
A former life
A former mind
Now I'm living the nine to five
Will I survive
Worn down by
The sands of time
Lost in oblivion
Or torn apart in the end
It's comforting
The sands they cover me
I find it troubling
As I decay
One thought remains
This isn't where I want to stay
I'm so paralyzed
You move on but I'm still left behind
The world around me
Seems to move so fast
It's obvious
Lost in the past
Will I survive
Worn down by
The sands of time
Will I survive
Worn down by
The sands of time
Will I survive
Worn down by
The sands of time
Lost in oblivion
Or torn apart in the end
It's Comforting
No progress is made
The pain still remains
As I struggle in vain
I feel forever in-chained
It takes over me
All my life
I've been clamped at the side
The ground falls
As I'm left behind
Vicegrip
Vicegrip
Vice
Grip
These idle hands grab
The ground below
As I fall back into the cracks
Back into myself
Something that just feels real
No longer where I used to be
Learning to grow
Learning to heal
It's my life's story
I worry myself to death
Digging myself and early grave
And now I've overslept
There's all this dirt on top of me
Don't try to tell me what you think
Is on the other side
I scratch myself out of this grave
And try to rebuild my life
Can't seem to change the fact
I'm so stuck in time
A former life
A former mind
Now I'm living the nine to five
Will I survive
Worn down by
The sands of time
Lost in oblivion
Or torn apart in the end
It's comforting
The sands they cover me
I find it troubling
As I decay
One thought remains
This isn't where I want to stay
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Writer(s): G. Smith
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