These Hands - Cul de Sac

Chalk it up to a funny feeling
Haven't felt this way since I was a boy
There's a weight hanging over my head
Over thinking over nothing
At the bottom of an empty stairwell
The floor sways it bends it creaks
Every step a threat to foundation
Giving in to the weight of your feet

I'm spiraling downward
It twists and it turns
The motion unending
The lessons unlearned
But it turned
But it turned

I lay awake on the second floor
Of my parents house at the end of the street
Waiting for a sign to take me somewhere
Sleeping under the blanket where I was alone

I'm spiraling downward
It twists and it turns
The motion unending
The lessons unlearned
But it turned
But it turned

Be honest or be nothing
Be honest or be nothing
Be honest or be nothing

Written by:
Christian Gutierrez

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