THE PROVENANCE SECOND AND LAST BUT NOT ALWAYS LYRICS
Hanging by the thinnest of threads
Trying to secure a decent grip before you slash the line
Clearly, it's a futile act
Truth be told that's how I felt the whole time
Waiting for the verdict to fall
You're not fit to stay here
I knew it all along
Visibly, I cannot help
You were meant to assure me so I did not stray
I felt it all along
Obviously, I cannot help it
You were meant to assure me...
Can you recall?
Realise, with bitter hindsight
You were meant to applaud me, reassure me
Instead you slash the line
I knew it all along
Visibly, I cannot help
You were meant to assure me so I did not stray
I felt it all along
Obviously, I cannot help it
You were meant to assure me
My precious, my precious hell!
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