IRC-Galleria

Born to push you around
Better just stay down
You pull away
He hits the flesh
You hit the ground

Mouth so full of lies
Tend to black your eyes
Just keep them closed
Keep praying
Just keep waiting

Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When you stand up and feel the warmth
But the son shine never comes, no

No, the son shine never comes

Push you cross that line
Just stay down this time
Hide in yourself,
Crawl in yourself,
Youll have your time

God Ill make them pay
Take it back one day
Ill end this day
Ill splatter color on this gray

Waiting for the one,
The day that never comes
When you stand up and feel the warmth
But the son shine never comes

Love is a four-letter word
And never spoken here

Love is a four-letter word
Here in this prison

I suffer this no longer,
Ill put an end to this I swear
This I swear

The son will shine
This I swear
This I swear
THIS I SWEAR!!!