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The Cards You Hold

 

The Cards You Hold

(Album: Modern Mythology - 2022)


Think I'm really gonna change my mind
Make a difference in the end this time
I could have wept until the tears ran dry
But what's the point if I'm not even trying
Holding still until it feels like home
Something's wrong but you don't even know it
Blood is rushing and the world goes slow
Can't deny it when you face it alone
To hell with the faces in your old town
Let some fade out in the background
Everybody's lost
You could be the boss
Of your
Novel of dismay
Turned around one day
Self cured

You put your feet on solid ground
But no one cares for a moment
Stand up and you'll find you're on your own
No time left for another round
You've got your one path to tread
Don't need a hero when the world goes cold
You turn it around with the cards you hold

Never listened to a goddamn thing
Looked away while they were pulling strings
I couldn't notice while my brain is tied
Up and worried that I'm only dying
Doesn't matter if we're all the same
In the end they will forget our names
And you will never have spend your life
Coming up with reasons to keep fighting
To hell with the hypocritic cycle
Don't tell me to work up to a title
Everybody's lost
You could be the boss
Of your
Novel of dismay
Turned around one day
Self cured

You put your feet on solid ground
But no one cares for a moment
Stand up and you'll find you're on your own
No time left for another round
You've got your one path to tread
Don't need a hero when the world goes cold
You turn it around with the cards you hold

When you stick it to the world sometimes
It feels like coming home
When you call out all the bullshit
That the talking heads have thrown
Can't you lift a little lighter than
Your worried heart requires
Shuffle up and let the cards you hold
Reflect your own desires
And not the ones who said
You'd be the first one dead
I guess the tables turned
So we could live and learn
It's time to pick a side
You gotta wake up alive
Let's bring the real you to the light
So open your eyes

You put your feet on solid ground
But no one cares for a moment
Stand up and you'll find you're on your own
No time left for another round
You've got your one path to tread
Don't need a hero when the world goes cold
You turn it around with the cards you hold

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