Living isn't easy, when you've been free and it's taken away
I will lay my head down, until some sense has been found.

I'm hardly known in the neighbourhood
But I can't help feeling like I've been misunderstood.
Right to my bones, yes my sinew shook, 
I feel this ground is breaking, nothing is there underfoot

Living isn't easy, when you've been free and it's taken away
I will lay my head down, until some sense has been found.

Days on days, looking back I lay, 
I know I'm insecure but I've been wasting away. [bad word] like I hoped it would, 
Love has [bad word] things I didn't know it could.

Living isn't easy, when you've been free and it's taken away
I will lay my head down, until some sense has been found.

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