Two sides to every blade
Cut to the chase or
Sheathe the pain
Two sides to every page
One to paint
The other left blank
I’ve got some stories to tell
Buried in dust, lost on the shelf
Do you think you could take my hand
And hold me up and try to understand
I’m more than the pieces that make me up
More than a lost and shattered man
Oh, God, I’m trying
Two sides to every coin
Spent or saved
Tossed in the well either way
Two sides to every life
There’s points of view
But then there’s the truth
I’ve got some past lives to share
Buried in flames, lost in myself
Cut to the chase or
Sheathe the pain
Two sides to every page
One to paint
The other left blank
I’ve got some stories to tell
Buried in dust, lost on the shelf
Do you think you could take my hand
And hold me up and try to understand
I’m more than the pieces that make me up
More than a lost and shattered man
Oh, God, I’m trying
Two sides to every coin
Spent or saved
Tossed in the well either way
Two sides to every life
There’s points of view
But then there’s the truth
I’ve got some past lives to share
Buried in flames, lost in myself
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