Our Eyes - Grace Blue

Hold me down, hold me down as it all erupts

I might bite, I might fight, this is not enough

I’ll play strong, I’ll stand tall, but you know I bluff

I’ll still kick and scream, I’ll get tough

When my time is done, I will no longer fight

I had my shot, they will say, I’ll shut down my heart

My feet they sometimes shake, wanna fall apart

Some claim I was not meant for much

The people are lining up for the throne

And who am I, who am I to set the tone

Our eyes were not bound to witness

views that are narrow as our sickness

Our eyes were not bound to witness

views that are narrow as our sickness

Hold me tight, hold me close, oh, the road is tough

Watch my blood boil up, this is not enough

I will spread salt all over my nasty cuts

I will try until my heart stops

The people are lining up for the throne

And who am I, who am I to set the tone

Our eyes were not bound to witness

views that are narrow as our sickness

Our eyes were not bound to witness

views that are narrow as our sickness

Hold me while the road gets tough

Hold me now

Hold me while the road gets tough

Hold me now

Hold me while the road gets tough

Hold me now

Hold me while the road gets tough

Hold me now

Our eyes were not bound to witness

views that are narrow as our sickness

Our eyes were not bound to witness

views that are narrow as our sickness

(Hold me while the road gets tough) not bound

to witness views that are narrow as our sickness

Our eyes were not bound to witness

views that are narrow as our sickness

End