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Lets gooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
With blood shot eyes I watch you sleeping
The wamth I feel beside me is slowly fading.
Would she hear me, If i called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
"There´s allways something different going on
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There´s allways something fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?"
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
The moments died, I hear no screaming
The visions left inside me are slowly fading.
Would she hear me, If i called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
"There´s allways something different going on
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There´s allways something fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?"
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
This battered room I´ve seen before
The broken bones they heal no more
No moore
With my last breath im choking
Will this ever end im hoping
My world is over one more time
Would she hear me, If i called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
"There´s allways something different going on
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There´s allways something fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?"
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come....
BACK HOME!
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come HOME!!!
With blood shot eyes I watch you sleeping
The wamth I feel beside me is slowly fading.
Would she hear me, If i called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
"There´s allways something different going on
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There´s allways something fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?"
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
The moments died, I hear no screaming
The visions left inside me are slowly fading.
Would she hear me, If i called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
"There´s allways something different going on
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There´s allways something fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?"
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
This battered room I´ve seen before
The broken bones they heal no more
No moore
With my last breath im choking
Will this ever end im hoping
My world is over one more time
Would she hear me, If i called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
"There´s allways something different going on
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There´s allways something fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?"
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come....
BACK HOME!
Your tears don't fall, They crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come HOME!!!
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