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Texty: Alana Davis. The Weight of the World.

Each day I say, "Today won't be like yesterday"
But it stays this way, today and every day
I pray that today will feel a different way
But it stays this way

The weight of the world has fallen
And the rubble is at my feet
The voice of a girl is callin'
I can hear but she's buried so deep

All my truths are broken
Their fragments of love and hate
The words that remain are a token
Of honesty that came too late

Here in the midst of madness
Washed up by the tides of war
Tried to resist this sadness
But the pressure is hard to endure

Yet we begin again to play our games
And everyone's innocent, just victims of change

Wearing a mask of freedom
And hiding behind a smile
Playing the role of a leader
You're pretending for just a while

Everything seems an illusion
Echoing around my brain
Trapped in a vast seclusion
Where the images fall like rain

And we begin again to play our games
And everyone's innocent, just victims of change
Living in sin again with no one to blame
And everyone's innocent, just victims of change

Each day I say that, "Today won't be like yesterday"
But it stays this way today and every day
I pray that today will feel a different way
But it stays this way

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