
Psalmix
Duration
3:33
Genre
pop
Quality
Hi-Fi
[Verse 1]
I count the cracks in the ceiling
Like they’re signs I should decode
My mind keeps tightening the wheel
On a road I barely know
I make a map from every worry
Draw the edges, mark the fear
But it only makes the room feel smaller
Lyrics for "Open Hands" by Psalmix • Values-aligned content
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