the cycle

What if I testify against everything that I Have been saying this whole time? 'Cause I'm probably telling lies What do I do when I Feel like lying down to die? Does the dirt eat me alive? Do the worms feed off my eyes? Open wide for the flies 'Cause they're feeding off your spine Crawling up and down in line Like a soldier bound to die Come inside, so will I Wipe your feet until they're dry Wipe the tears out of your eyes Part of me likes when you cry Winter and Summer collide This universe isn't mine, no, no, oh We hope this reaches you in time Chaotic but Jesus Christ, you're beautiful You're beautiful, oh, oh Winter and Summer collide This universe isn't mine, no, no, oh We hope this reaches you in time Chaotic but Jesus Christ, you're beautiful You're beautiful, oh, oh Get caught up constantly in life's residuals And paint the sky full of agonizing visuals Can't press rewind when you realize it's minuscule So don't let go, it'll only leave you miserable