You don't want this cross it grows heavy on my back
I see your eyes move on it
This circle is fluent
Time moves along and i move with it
I want to become all there is to become
I don't care who i mislead to get there
Weigh on my tired sorries
Cut my hair short again
I want to feel my teeth drop into my hands
Each night as I lay into another restless sleep
Another restless sleep
Our bodies are of failures now cut my legs again
I've laid down stones over reaching arms to lift me up
I'll use your strength to set my path
The saddest is the idea that I'm still worth something
There's no time to live it all again
There's no place in heaven for me
Weigh on my tired sorries
Cut my hair short again
I want to feel my teeth drop into my hands
Each night as I lay into another restless sleep
Another restless sleep
Our Lady - Ritual lyrics
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