Текст песни

On the fifty second week I stood by the room
On the fifty second week I was trying to convince myself
That too high was my chin and too thick was my skin
Too high was my chin and too thick was my skin
The dam is cracked and water flows out
Flooding the woods in which I used to hide
On the fifty second week away from you
On the fifty second week I still believed
That too high was my chin and too thick was my skin
Too high was my chin and too thick was my skin
The dam is cracked and water flows out
Flooding the woods in which I used to hide
The trees are gone now, broken twigs and muddy waters
The trees are gone now, broken twigs and muddy waters
The dam is cracked and water flows out
Flooding the woods in which I used to hide