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Why is it so hard to be
In this prison, a single cell
And the law its powers are forceful
No laughing, no wishing well
Well my breath in this air looks fading
Its ringing out, a closing bell
The pews have lost all their music
It’s empty now, a holy shell
Well the Frost in the Air is Squeezing
The Life Right Out of My Chest!
So I swallow all of MY Courage
And I Try to put on my Best
But I only Showed my Worst!
My Twisted Mental Splinter
We’re all just trying to make it Past
Make it past the Winter
The Sins of the Father are Bearing
The Mother’s too, a Family tree
Plagued at the roots by Sickness
And watered from, The Blackened Sea
And All My Life I’ve been Trying
To Saw me Off, Saving Me
But I can’t Escape from my home
So I’m stuck here, for all to see
I Need Time, Time on my side
But the Hands are fighting my now
If somebody else has been here
Can they please show me how!
To make it to the Springtime!
Will God Even Allow?
Me to make it through the springtime
Or is this my Final Bow?
Well the Frost in the Air is Squeezing
The Life Right Out of My Chest!
So I swallow all of MY Courage
And I Try to put on my Best
But I only Showed my Worst!
My Twisted Mental Splinter
We’re all just trying to make it Past
Make it past the Winter
(x4)

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from I Never Knew (Bonus Version), released March 3, 2013

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The Folding Chairs St. Louis, Missouri

Founded in 2011 around a Belleville East Cafeteria Lunch Table, Joe Berger, Matt Yurescko, and Josh Walters started to play Mumford & Sons and Black Keys covers.

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