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CUMBERSOME

She calls me Goliath and I wear the David mask

I guess the stones are coming too fast for her now

You know I'd like to believe this nervousness will pass

All the stones that are thrown are building up a wall

I have become Cumbersome to this world

I have become Cumbersome to my girl

I'd like to believe we can reconcile the past

Resurrect those bridges with the ancient glass

My old stone face can't seem to break her down

She remembers bridges, burns them to the ground

I have become Cumbersome to this world

I have become Cumbersome to my girl

Too heavy, Too light

Too black or Too white

Too wrong or Too right

Again tonight............Cumbersome

Too rich or Too poor

She's wanting me less and I'm wanting her more

A bitter taste is Cumbersome