
Hope dangles on a string, like slow spinning redemption. Winding in and winding out, the shine of it has caught my eye. And roped me in. So
Mesmerizing, so
Hypnotizing. I am captivated. I am vindicated, I am selfish, I am wrong, I am right. I swear I'm right, swear I knew it all along. And I am flawed -- but I am cleaning up so well, I am seeing in me now the things
you swore you saw yourself. So clear, like the diamonds in your ring. Cut to mirror your intentions, oversized and
overwhelmed The shine of which has caught my eye. And rendered me so isolated, so motivated. I am certain now that -- I am vindicated, I am selfish, I am wrong, I am right, I swear I'm right, swear I knew it all along, and I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well. I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself. So turn up the corner of your lips, part them and feel my finger tips, trace the moment, fall forever. Defense is paper thin, just one touch and I'd be in, too deep now to ever swim again, so let me slip away, let me slip away. So let me slip against the current. Slight
hope dangles on a string. Like slow spinning redemption