[Hook]
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
And once cut loose, was it freeing or harmful
[Verse 1]
Plaster into mold in the shape of the caster
Whoever authored this was one ugly bastard
Life can be defined by what it is we are after
To be art itself would take a disaster
Longing for a past that wasn't there to bеgin
The excess is shеd, now one with the wind
Are you scared of cutting skin, exposing within
I seek to know what pose I'll be frozen in
Are these hands mine, maybe tools of someone else's
Is it selfish to think this way, I guess its helpless
I'll tear myself apart if that's really what it takes
Cut my hands repeatedly as I hammer them for days
[Hook]
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
And once cut loose, was it freeing or harmful
[Verse 2]
Piece by piece I'mma see what's underneath
It already exists, at least that's my belief
Gritting my teeth as I inhale dust
Soaked with sweat over a half finished bus
I trust that what I touch must be uncorrupt
Much of love is lust, it just crusts and rusts
Sudden like a gust, it might fuck you up
Or construct disgust right inside your guys
And that's exactly what I'm aiming for
Moments like this are exactly what the pain is for
Hitting that rock until it isn't what it ain't no more
A tribute to the art itself or maybe just to ancient lore
Don't believe in gods, never had a muse
All I've ever had were hands to abuse
I wish I could say I'm seeking some greater truth
But I don't even know what I do
[Hook]
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
And once cut loose, was it freeing or harmful
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
And once cut loose, was it freeing or harmful
[Verse 1]
Plaster into mold in the shape of the caster
Whoever authored this was one ugly bastard
Life can be defined by what it is we are after
To be art itself would take a disaster
Longing for a past that wasn't there to bеgin
The excess is shеd, now one with the wind
Are you scared of cutting skin, exposing within
I seek to know what pose I'll be frozen in
Are these hands mine, maybe tools of someone else's
Is it selfish to think this way, I guess its helpless
I'll tear myself apart if that's really what it takes
Cut my hands repeatedly as I hammer them for days
[Hook]
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
And once cut loose, was it freeing or harmful
[Verse 2]
Piece by piece I'mma see what's underneath
It already exists, at least that's my belief
Gritting my teeth as I inhale dust
Soaked with sweat over a half finished bus
I trust that what I touch must be uncorrupt
Much of love is lust, it just crusts and rusts
Sudden like a gust, it might fuck you up
Or construct disgust right inside your guys
And that's exactly what I'm aiming for
Moments like this are exactly what the pain is for
Hitting that rock until it isn't what it ain't no more
A tribute to the art itself or maybe just to ancient lore
Don't believe in gods, never had a muse
All I've ever had were hands to abuse
I wish I could say I'm seeking some greater truth
But I don't even know what I do
[Hook]
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
Were you there, all along in the marble
And once cut loose, was it freeing or harmful
( Dubldragon. )
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