Full of despair, inside a darkness Self conscious and scared, held prisoner of war Running out of air, buried in a sadness Want a way out of this paralyzing world In the sound of the cries, when a familys loved one dies It echos through a vacant room where a young soul still resides When the night is cold, and you feel like no one knows What its like to be the only one buried in this hole You can make it to the sunrise (Woah, woah, woah) You can make it to the sunrise. (Woah, woah, woah) Searching for a way, to escape the madness A dire need for change, cause we fight for better days The hurt and the pain, cut deep like a razor blade Holding in a cry for love, abandoned and afraid When the night is cold, and you feel like no one knows What its like to be the only one buried in this hole You can make it to the sunrise (Woah, woah, woah) You can make it to the sunrise (Woah, woah, woah) I wont go to my grave, until the difference is made I wont go to my grave, until the difference is made Until the difference is made When the night is cold, and you feel like no one knows What its like to be the only one buried in this hole You can make it to the sunrise (Woah, woah, woah) You can make it to the sunrise (Woah, woah, woah) I wont go to my grave, until the difference is made Until the difference is made, until the difference is made From time to time, there arise among human beings People, who seem to exude love, as naturally as the sun Gives out heat
Posted on: Mon, 07 Jul 2014 23:53:03 +0000
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