Achilles
Kevin Atwater
All the places
That your hands are shaking, tracing through
From a body waiting to be used
To a body wanting getting used to
You can hold me
Show me off but oh you never do
You're scared of what I mean to you
How they'll use it to be mean to you too
I could tear them all down
Why am I the one polite?
It gets heavy being so light
I could make you cry now I don't wanna prove them right
It gets heavy being so light
And I don't wanna fight
All the faces Smiling bigger when you let them win
And you're smaller every timе you finish
Beating up and on yourself again
I wanna hold you
But you shrink away so I do too
My Achilles always bеnt and bruised
It'll kill me when you let me lose you
I can throw it back now
Why am I the one polite?
It gets heavy being so light
You could make me cry now
I don't wanna prove you right
It gets heavy being so light
And I don't wanna fight