Backing Dead Horses Songtext

Claim all champions confess.

I peaked at bored and distracted.

Assert slumped shoulders read: "I always gave it my best".

Carved a body, a temple.

Grew skin as a tomb.

Sailing heart sunk into a family line accepted as the shattered sum of "this is all I have".

Youth, privilege, security; this is all I have.

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