Album: Groove
You're not listening, your heart's made up your mind.
You''ll on;y see what you want to see, you won't try to search or find.
So you'd formed that first impression that, that will stay set on your mind.
Discounting any damage to the person you'd maligned.
If it doesn't hurt you. It doesn't matter, cause it's someone else.
What goes around, will surely come around. Til happens to you.
Tragedy's just a distant occurrence to some other guy.
A prayer from afar, be fed and warmed, you non-chalantly sigh.
Their lonely desolate path is unaffecting and ignored by you,
Until the shoe is on your foot this time, until it happens to you.
Accusations, vicious rumors, misconceptions, the like.
They don't affect you, til it happens to you.
For we called to partake of each others wounds
And only then can beauty come from the ashes of the tombs.
I feel like you've severed me like a dismembered limb
And you left me there to bleed for your conscience has grown dim.
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