Dĺžka piesne: 05:07
14 years 30 minutes 15 seconds I´ve held this grudge
11 songs 4 full journals, thoughts of punishment I´ve expended
not in contact not a letter such communication telepathic
you´ve been vilified, used as fodder, you deserve a piece of every record
But who´s it hurting now?
Who´s the one that´s stuck?
Who´s it torturing now, with an antique knot in her stomach
I want to be big and let go of this grudge that´s grown old
All this time I´ve not known how to rest this bygone
I want to be soft and resolved clean of slate and released
I want to forgiven for the both of us
Like an abandoned house dusty-covered furniture still intact
If I visit it now, do I simply re-live it somehow gratuitous
But who´still aching now?
Who´s tired of her own voice?
Who´s it weighing down with no gift from time of said healing
I want to be big and let go of this grudge that´s grown old
All this time I´ve not known how to rest this bygone
I want to be soft and resolved clean of slate and released
I want to forgiven for the both of us
Maybe as I cut the cord veils will lift from my eyes
Maybe as I lay this to rest dead weight off my shoulders will rise
Here I sit, much determined ever ill-equipped to draw this curtain
How this has entertained, validated and has served me greatly ever the victim
But who´s done whining now?
Who´s ready to put down this load
I´ve carried longer than I had cared to remember
I want to be big and let go of this grudge that´s grown old
All this time I´ve not known how to rest this bygone
I want to be soft and resolved clean of slate and released
I want to forgiven for the both of us
11 songs 4 full journals, thoughts of punishment I´ve expended
not in contact not a letter such communication telepathic
you´ve been vilified, used as fodder, you deserve a piece of every record
But who´s it hurting now?
Who´s the one that´s stuck?
Who´s it torturing now, with an antique knot in her stomach
I want to be big and let go of this grudge that´s grown old
All this time I´ve not known how to rest this bygone
I want to be soft and resolved clean of slate and released
I want to forgiven for the both of us
Like an abandoned house dusty-covered furniture still intact
If I visit it now, do I simply re-live it somehow gratuitous
But who´still aching now?
Who´s tired of her own voice?
Who´s it weighing down with no gift from time of said healing
I want to be big and let go of this grudge that´s grown old
All this time I´ve not known how to rest this bygone
I want to be soft and resolved clean of slate and released
I want to forgiven for the both of us
Maybe as I cut the cord veils will lift from my eyes
Maybe as I lay this to rest dead weight off my shoulders will rise
Here I sit, much determined ever ill-equipped to draw this curtain
How this has entertained, validated and has served me greatly ever the victim
But who´s done whining now?
Who´s ready to put down this load
I´ve carried longer than I had cared to remember
I want to be big and let go of this grudge that´s grown old
All this time I´ve not known how to rest this bygone
I want to be soft and resolved clean of slate and released
I want to forgiven for the both of us