None More Black
None More Black
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I built a room smaller than the pendulum
Future's looking cracked up
It's more than just a patch job
What can I do now?
Someday I'll get the swing of it
And spend less time repairing it
I told myself this will be the last of 'em
It's time to drop the anchor
Drag me down into the ocean
So I can swim back up
Someday I'll get the swing of it
And spend less time repairing it
One day I won't take the hit from it
Maybe just feel rewarded
How, how can I believe
In something if I can't believe in me?
So how, how can I believe
In something if I can't believe in me?
And how, how can I believe
In something, just believe
Someday I'll get the swing of it
And spend less time repairing it
One day I won't take the hit from it
And maybe I'll feel rewarded