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Cycle
by Ace
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I think about my dreams when it’s too late at night
Running on expectations that are too high
I bring myself down, and I can’t handle the fall
Then I pick myself up just to fumble the ball
I have eyes on me wherever I go
I’m too afraid to let my feelings show
The weight upon my shoulders getting too strong
Until I fall down a darker hole
It’s just a cycle
That I cannot escape
I have loosened shackles
That tighten every day
It’s just a cycle
That curates my mind
Leaves me fathomed
With answers I can’t find
The blood inside my veins starts to run cold
As the youth inside my soul starts to grow old
The markings on my face show the stories been told
One too many times, as my skin starts to fold
Quicksand at my feet I slowly sink in
Being buried like a dream in satin
Kept a crooked smile forged in sin
And now I’m sitting here hopeless
Feeling like I’m sinking
It’s just a cycle
That I cannot escape
I have loosened shackles
That tighten every day
It’s just a cycle
That curates my mind
It Leaves me fathomed
With answers I can’t find
It’s part of the cycle
Get me out of the cycle
I think about my dreams when it’s too late at night
Running on expectations that are too high
I bring myself down, and I can’t handle the fall
Then I pick myself up just to fumble the ball
I have eyes on me wherever I go
I’m too afraid to let my feelings show
The weight upon my shoulders getting too strong
Until I fall down a darker hole
It’s just a cycle
That I cannot escape
I have loosened shackles
That tighten every day
It’s just a cycle
That curates my mind
Leaves me fathomed
With answers I can’t find
The blood inside my veins starts to run cold
As the youth inside my soul starts to grow old
The markings on my face show the stories been told
One too many times, as my skin starts to fold
Quicksand at my feet I slowly sink in
Being buried like a dream in satin
Kept a crooked smile forged in sin
And now I’m sitting here hopeless
Feeling like I’m sinking
It’s just a cycle
That I cannot escape
I have loosened shackles
That tighten every day
It’s just a cycle
That curates my mind
It Leaves me fathomed
With answers I can’t find
It’s part of the cycle
Get me out of the cycle
