felt lining — Running from the Weight

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Running from the weight of my last mistake
Burden heavy bend in my back these days
Broken in the kitchen with the pots and pans
Steady silent ticking from the clock face hands

Melting in the moments that i spent with you
Wilting like a flower in your open hand
You tell me that you lied and i say «i know»
You tell me that i’m guilty and i hear «you’re right»

Capitulate
Capitulate
Capitulate

I can feel your eyes
On me all the time
They’re your sisters and your mothers too
And i can’t meet their gaze
Another empty day
The blood is pouring out from everywhere