[Chorus]
(Yeah, it's clear on all)
Sides, we all fall and rise
I try to lend an ear but all I hear is false pride
So I've been on the outside looking in
Not been thinking about the past or what could've been
I'm clear on all sides, we all fall and rise
I try to lend an ear but all I hear is false pride
So I've been at the shooting range killing time
Not been cloud gazing looking for a silver lining
[Verse 1]
Today was like the first day
Let there be light aside the life
Day divided night like Mr. Mojo Rising to his height
See it started with a bang
A solitary sun spot
As strange words echoed through the void like a gunshot
One drop of blood became a pomegranate seed
Grew into a tree with forbidden fruit for me and Eve
The landlord took his keys and kicked us out the garden
So we moved to New York and got a two bedroom apartment
But life seems mundane, and I'm to blame
So I don't have the right to complain
I'm spin cycling
Dark angels knock on our door, and I invite them in
To bring to life the things I've suppressed and help me write again
I could plant a seed and tear it out the ground
And kill it before it grows like Sheriff John Brown
Stare at a blank page for days, block days off
Parade around my block lost in thought till it pays off
Until the pain stops, until the rain drops
Turn to pomegranate seeds
Point me in the right direction, then aim and squeeze
The shot that echoes through the void's what created me
(Yeah, it's clear on all)
Sides, we all fall and rise
I try to lend an ear but all I hear is false pride
So I've been on the outside looking in
Not been thinking about the past or what could've been
I'm clear on all sides, we all fall and rise
I try to lend an ear but all I hear is false pride
So I've been at the shooting range killing time
Not been cloud gazing looking for a silver lining
[Verse 1]
Today was like the first day
Let there be light aside the life
Day divided night like Mr. Mojo Rising to his height
See it started with a bang
A solitary sun spot
As strange words echoed through the void like a gunshot
One drop of blood became a pomegranate seed
Grew into a tree with forbidden fruit for me and Eve
The landlord took his keys and kicked us out the garden
So we moved to New York and got a two bedroom apartment
But life seems mundane, and I'm to blame
So I don't have the right to complain
I'm spin cycling
Dark angels knock on our door, and I invite them in
To bring to life the things I've suppressed and help me write again
I could plant a seed and tear it out the ground
And kill it before it grows like Sheriff John Brown
Stare at a blank page for days, block days off
Parade around my block lost in thought till it pays off
Until the pain stops, until the rain drops
Turn to pomegranate seeds
Point me in the right direction, then aim and squeeze
The shot that echoes through the void's what created me
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