Texty: Ten Foot Pole. Unleashed. Damage.

She was working all her life
For justice in this world
But every time she made some gains
Someone would kick her down again

Then damage takes its toll
The rising, the falling, the rising, the falling
Can you get back up again?

Then damage takes its toll
The rising, the falling, the rising, the falling
Can you get back up again?

It's easier to tear apart than build
Damage has momentum of its own
It takes less time to break things down
Than to wait around until they're grown

It's easier to tear apart than build
Damage has momentum of its own
It takes less time to break things down
Than to wait around until they're grown

She was looking all her life
For a mate that understood
But every time she gave her heart
She ended up scarred and alone

Then damage takes its toll
The rising, the falling, the rising, the falling
Can you get back up again?

Then damage takes its toll
The rising, the falling, the rising, the falling
Can you get back up again?

It's easier to tear apart than build
Damage has momentum of its own
It takes less time to break things down
Than to wait around until they're grown

It's easier to tear apart than build
Damage has momentum of its own
It takes less time to break things down
Than to wait around until they're grown