Cherubin

Life Falling away Now, now Strife Goals getting further now Time and stress keeps pulling me back But my hands still reach out to you Time and stress keeps pulling me back But my hands still reach out to you All this work and I've come so far but It feels like I'm running in place All this time I count my scars but I scratch my scabs down to the veins Pain Keeps growing Fonder now Shame Reverbs in my heart Time and stress keeps pulling me back But my hands still reach out to you Time and stress keeps pulling me back But my hands still reach out to you All this work and I've come so far but It feels like I'm running in place All this time I count my scars but I scratch my scabs down to the veins