The Waves Arent Making Enough Of An Impact On You

Published by Carpa Túnel in the blog Carpa Túnel Síndrom '3623. Views: 73

I walk down an empty street
the rainfall creates a tickle in my knees
the crowd seems so loud
its to much pain to make a sound
these scars wont sell me out
ill wear them proudly like a crown
above we gaze at empty skies
where every unlucky decepetion will sing and die

the roar of the judge makes me feel so good
ill be myself thats understood
we watch the fakers pass us by
their hearts loose track of beat at their lies
haters can listen to the judgement
yet their sentence will hurt them when they rant

i think the time is right
theres another law of nature yet to write
humilitian seems to pleasure
those who laugh at those of depserate measure
it makes them feel so tall
yet they've let to learn how far they have to fall
some day they'll learn to see
the sticker doesnt mean anything to you or me

the roar of the judge makes me feel so good
ill be myself thats understood
we watch the fakers pass us by
their hearts loose track of beat at their lies
haters can listen to the judgement
yet their sentence will hurt them when they rant

I walk down an empty street
the rainfall creates a tickle in my knees
the crowd seems so loud
its to much pain to make a sound
i think the time is right
theres another law of nature yet to write
humilitian seems to pleasure
those who laugh at those of depserate measure

the roar of the judge makes me feel so good
ill be myself thats understood
we watch the fakers pass us by
their hearts loose track of beat at their lies

the roar of the judge makes me feel so good
ill be myself thats understood
we watch the fakers pass us by
their hearts loose track of beat at their lies
haters can listen to the judgement
yet their sentence will hurt them when they rant
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