There, before the grief, I found peace in my selfish ways
My yesterdays were erased
Death will bring change

Then, before the crash, I reveled in potential untapped
Mortality was not contained
Death will bring change

The bottom of this well is rich with bitter water
It lays still, drowsy, dreaming, dying to get out

Now I'm anchored though the lines are all tangled
Can't afford to unwind

Then, before this wreck, I found peace in my health
Now my insides rebel
Death will bring change

The bottom of this well is rich with bitter water
It lays still, drowsy, dreaming, dying to get out
The bottom of this well is rich with bitter water
It lays still, drowsy, dreaming, dying to get out

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Writer(s): Andrew Savage, Austin Bradley Brown, Maxwell Savage, Sean Yeaton