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Carry Me

I wish I didn't say half the things
I said. But what are words to you guys

Ideas lost, hide and seek, when I
Start to speak. Brothers 'til it's done
My friend, nobody's winning this fight

Jabs are busting skin to heart
Round two, who's the root and who's the third
Round three, I'll find a way to carry you
You always carried me.

I know it's hard when articulating
Sometimes we talk harder than we feel
I'll bet regret's not a win it's a gamble
I wouldn't say it's for the sake of music
The only thing about music is to play.

Rip it open, look inside
Round two, check inside of you
Round three, nothing ends like nothing stays
Feel it on a gray day.

© Mitch Treger