Talk to me, Tell me everything you want from me, Tell me everything you want to be but can't because of me.
Take it all, It doesn't matter to me anymore, Till all I'm left with is a vision of you standing in the rain.
The only thing you wanted,
Was the one thing I couldn't give,
You never asked for too much,
A chance to live not just exist,
And I am sorry for the pain I caused, There was no other way...
There is nothing left to say
Talk to me,
This fucking silent treatment's killing me,
You always keep it in expecting me to know just how you feel.
Let it breathe,
Exhale those binding insecurities, And let the bandages begin to heal your torn and broken wings.
One fine day where I could banish all the dark thoughts from my mind,
One fine day where I have clarity of thought and strength to fight.
One fine day where I could smile trough the clouds at the sun,
Be grateful for the things I have not hanging on to things that are gone, One fine day where being rained on doesn't bother me at all,
One fine day where I am here to catch myself in case I fall,
One fine day where I could smile trough the clouds at the sun,
Be grateful for the things I have not hanging on to things that are gone.
Every song on this LP crushes but that cover of Born Too Late is one of the best covers I have ever heard! Hailz to the Hellhookah! https://metaldevastationradio.com/ Zachary Moonshine
Whoa. Imagine having slugs coming out of your mouth like that. Slug slime probably has some healing medicinal properties. What would it do if it accumulated in the throat. Hail The Mother. Honor The Mother. Respect The Mother. ♥️💜💝 Michael