Not The End

Low to the ground

Try not to drown

Felons are we

Jail speak

 

Beat Beat

To your feet

Begging pleading

Let me go

 

Sail on

Adventure song

Breathless unseen

Tonight

 

Stomp Stomp

Bang up

Stance way

Can't stop now

 

Little words

Breaking over

Throw you

Wish you were sober

 

Not handled

Shoveled back

Past unspoken

That is that

 

Getting out

Starting anew

I did it

So can you

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