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Sinking in a quicksand of memories
Some hurt, some don't, it really depends
On the way you look at things
But some are of fights, and some of meeting ends
Falling faster now, it's up to my knees
It's beginning to squeeze and I'm getting scared
I don't want to look back at you, my old pal
But then at least it was nice to know someone cared
But now I'm hip deep in the past and I'm
Getting overwhelmed by a lot, especially thoughts of you
But now I can see you weren't being polite
You used me, and that's really quite crude
Sinking farther, I'm up to my chest, I
Don't know how much more of this I can take, I'm not sure
If I can stand a whole lot more, but
I can stand my own ground, there's got to be a cure
Now my head only shows but no, I'm not scared
I've found my strength, my hope, and most of all my faith
I can't be scared of my past, because it's all over now
Ahah! I'll be out of this trap now at any rate
See, I'm rising a little, you can now see my neck
I'm finding my dreams and also a smile
As the Lord lifts me out just little by little
My smile is now broad, that hasn't happened in a while
I guess it never hurts to smile, things always get better
Don't be scared of the past - you'll be trapped forever
Just stand your own ground and never back down
When your life's at the bottom things can only get better
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