By the time I reach tomorrow I won't be me any way And I'm not collecting sorrow Don't disengage
You can't finger what you filter When it travels like the clouds floating away
I thought he'd never take it far I can see where this is going As the undertow is pulling me down With your cross examination I'm receding in the teeth of your plow But I won't dig my own grave
By the time I reach tomorrow Will you be there in the you Is your pride too big to swallow Know what's true
Did you figure I would falter When I travel like the clouds floating away
I thought he'd never take it far I can feel I'm getting smaller As your twisting every word that I say There's a snare in the forest Under brush where you want me to play But I won't dig my own grave No I won't Won't dig my own grave
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