Paroles: Straightaway. Democracy Of Spreading Poverty. Never Surrender.

Anywhere anytime it lightens up my faith
it brings me back strength when it?s fading
and when life looks like such a wreck
like a helping hand it leads me the way

Penciled words on a few chords heal me from these scars and sores
Through question marks and the lack of answers it?s my safer shelter

It brings me back to light when the dawn of a brighter day seems too far away
It turns shades of grey into colours it makes all my pain so lighter
When the deepest disarray stands on my way

Penciled words on a few chords heal me from these scars and sores
Through question marks and the lack of answers it?s my safer shelter

When motivation?s gone and all I have left is a blank stare
It won?t ever let me surrender

Penciled words on a few chords heal me from these scars and sores
Through question marks and the lacks of answers it?s my safer shelter