He slipped from my early burdensSick of falling down time and time againGrinding glass to make my way around the sunSeems to go quicker every grain that's going pastHollowed out I feel so much more than emptyLeave me dry of all I ever felt inside my soulSometimes I feel so much more than emptySometimes I wish I had a will to just shut downAll to the deep endWishing I weighed a thousand pounds moreHow you gonna hold my hand when I'm just a sight of dying?How you gonna cradle my heaviest soul?How you gonna light my fire so brightThe angels sing?Just find meWill I?Will I die alone?How you gonna hold my hand when I'm just a sight of dying?How you gonna cradle my heaviest soul?How you gonna light my fire so brightThe angels find meWill I?Will I die alone?
