Nothing Ever Changes - The Quill

Look in the mirror yeah what do you see

The real thing or just an illusion

Here comes the morning, confession for free

To lay down this burden, my mission

Look at yourself among twisted and fools

Begging to heal the unbroken

I give a hand

I give a hand of grace, begging you…

Worry no more

Leave it all be

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Come hard rain, come shine

Makes no difference to me

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

I am the monarch you wish you could be

I spit on ungrateful deceivers

I give a hand

I give a hand of grace, begging you…