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All There Is - Dirt Poor Robins

All There Is

Dirt Poor Robins

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He only hit her, only hit her with an open hand

He thought, he thought, he thought that made him

Some kind, some kind of a gentleman

I do my best, do my best just to understand

How we could ever be okay again

I crack the door, crack the door, try to listen in, oh

But then, but then, I break in the bedlam

He glares right back as I stare at him

I held my breath, held my breath as I dare contest

Pushing down the thunder pounding in my chest

Oh, I guess that it could've been worse than this

But I never met a human yet who's living with no regrets

More or less, I'm sure that it can't be fixed

Is this all, all there is

Sometimes, my mind sometimes gets the best of me, oh

Good to the devil, what good is a nightmare

When waking life is a bigger fear

Wake up, wake up, wake up to catastrophe

Go on and pen the smoke and find some clarity

Oh, I guess that it could've been worse than this

But I haven't met a human yet who's living with no regrets

More or less though, I'm sure that it can't be fixed

Is this all, all there is

Is this all, all there is

After all, this is who we are

Made of dirt and bit by stars

In the blink of an eye we'll be undermined

When they bury our grains in the sands of time

After all, this is who we are

Made of dirt and bit by stars

In the blink of an eye we'll be undermined

When they bury our grains in the sands of time

When they bury our grains in the sands of time

When they bury our grains in the sands of time

- It's already the end -