raining in my heart It's raining in my soul It's raining in my heart It's raining in my soul It's raining in my heart It's raining in my soul It's raining
you Come out, come out, all you children, see this one through Souls will sense all the madness, sense is often wrong Smiling down at the soaked up ground
I don't know if I am true to my soul I've lost CONTROL and I don't know if I am true to my soul Losing control and I don't know if I am TRUE AT ALL [
. It's okay. Like it when you break, all I've got. I feel free. On the floor. Alone with nothing. (Yeah) I find my strength and (Yeah) Beat on the ground
of clouds warming the ground buried inside this tomb alone with my thoughts tired of being lost hoping the sun shines through the darkest of clouds warming the ground
Just another (drowning in the L.A. River) Just another It drags me down And all her dreams lay on the ground And all her dreams lay on the ground
The crown, my deeds Like a burden does it seem I stand all alone In a dark and empty dream Such is the bitter taste Of the blarney outta hell There was
full of life Who needs the sky, when the ground's open wide It's here in your arms I want to be buried You are my sanctuary Who needs a smile, when a
her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile She said (pictures can be decieving like she knew he was foul Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses his smile
us warm with the ashes of our fading memories Once frostwork's fallen on the ground You can never bring it back It's melting without sound Nights are so cold and empty
Soul Screams in Necromantic Hallucinative Begging Now you rise! Contoures start painting your Picture Dream or Reality?! I see you smile As I aim for your Hand Emptieness
the journey itself So with a smile let your struggle in pain Be crowned by death An eternity in the moment Is when silence screams with emptiness And
air is so cold and empty, That my lungs froze right in my chest. I'll be honest the silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture And the smiles
up, Kingpin Capo Regime Bend on your knees, duck tape and tied down, follow my lead or everyone shot, bleed Squeeze round after round, empty shells hit ots the ground
An empty street, a quiet smile Without steady feet You know the reckless kind Keep coming, coming back To the same old place With that wild eyed stare
disgrace of The closeminded culprits of southern mistakes Glass houses built out of empty Coke bottles Throwing rocks at statues of southern role models Use to be followed by souls
ground cold and relentless there was no remorse we had none we kept on with no trace of a regret I never saw any blood no soul for the body watch them