Every now and again
I lose my grip
Never needed a friend
Until I slipped
But what nobody knows
Is how I cope
Surface never shows
The loss of hope
The end of rope
A slipp’ry slope
And the road that is waiting for you
Always comes to call
And the hammer that hangs above you
Is about to fall
I’m tired of it all
Every couple of days
I need a lift
There are so many ways
To see this gift
And if somebody sees
Just how I cope
I’m down on my knees
Losing hope
The end of rope
A slipp’ry slope
And the road that is waiting for you
Always comes to call
And the hammer that hangs above you
And the road that is waiting for you
Always comes to call
And the hammer that hangs above you
Is about to fall
I’m tired of it all
it all
it all
it all
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