I watch your world from the bottom of the bottle
You're mocking hurt with the fury of a starving bride
Be careful who you turn away
for your words just might
Take you on a one way trip to the place where it all began
Take you home to all the pain like an hourglass rewinding sand
I watch your world from above your petty problems
Should I keep my distance I know it's the safest road
Because if I come down from here
Come take my hand, let's go
Take you on a one way trip to the place where it all began
Take you home to all the pain like an hourglass rewinding sand
Took you on, now take me home
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