Lyrics

Get up to early sunrise, and try to see through new eyes. Oh no, I spoke to soon, and shot my arrow at the moon. Here we go again same old skin and bones. I will never bend, but I might break, all it could take is one more mistake. Oh no, I'm here again; ripped up hands, just like old friends. Here we go again same old skin and bones. I will never bend, but I might break, all it could take is one more mistake. Here we go again same old skin and bones. I will never bend, but I might break, all I can take is one more mistake. One more mistake. © 2021 Lillian Margaret Senna ((BMI)