Kamis, 10 Juni 2010

Black Birds

I shiver and shake through warm and cold I'm alone on my own
In every mistake I dig this hole through my skin and bones
It's harder starting over, and never to have changed
With blackbirds following me I'm digging out my grave
They close in swallowing me, the pain it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave

I sweat through the sheet as daylight fades as I waste away
It traps me inside mistakes I've made that's the price I pay
It's harder starting over, and never to have changed
With blackbirds following me I'm digging out my grave
They close in swallowing me the pain it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave

Rap
I drop to the floor like I did before
Stop watching I'm coughing I can't be more
What I want and what I need are a constant war
Like a well full of poison or a rotten core
The blood goes thin, the fever stings
And I shake from the hell that the habits bring
Lay the sick ones down, the bells a ring
Put pennies on the eyes, let the dead men sing

With blackbirds following me I'm digging out my grave
They close in swallowing me the pain it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave

I'm getting back what I gave
I'm getting back what I gave

Tidak ada komentar:

Posting Komentar

Ada kesalahan di dalam gadget ini

Amazon MP3 Clips

Ada kesalahan di dalam gadget ini