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[kmda87]

When you think nothing could be further from the truth
When you're sure nothing could be further from the cold, hard truth
I kneel, to condition all the feelings that I feel
Slow it down, you have a tendency to rush back into your past
Slow it down, you transfer all your weight and disappear
You kneel, to condition all the feelings that you feel

I've got a red belt around my mind
My hands tied up around these words
I wish you'd call, but I know that you're out tonight
My ears fill with the sound of you kneeling
My ears fill with the sound of descent
My ears fill with the sound of you arching
Slow it down, you have a tendency to rush back into your past
Slow it down, you transfer all your weight and disappear

Kneel, to condition all the feelings that you feel