You showed me your medicine
'Cause you wanted to know what it meant to me
It means you are never free
Rip, rip it out and throw, throw it all away
Throw as far as you can
It's nothing to understand
The ceremonies that you read, still it made you cry again
Seems like nothing has changed
And though I wanted you to know I could never let it go
I keep holding his hand
The ceremonies that you read, still it made me cry again
Seems like nothing will change
And no, I wanted you to know I could never let it go
I keep holding his hand
But have I ever truly been here?
Don’t want Cyprus hill, always closed your eyes
'Cause as far as you can see
This world in which you disagree
And now you are burning your books
'Cause you realize there's none of them to which you can relate
You got nothing to celebrate
The ceremonies that you read, still it made me cry again
Seems like nothing will change
And though I wanted you to know I could never let it go
I keep holding his hand
The ceremonies that you read, still it made you cry again
Seemed like nothing would change
I keep holding his hand
But have I ever truly been here?
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