Burned By Her - "Sunday Mourning" |
Boneless,loss of feeling in my pores,relentless the beatings I have earned,spit on by the people I adore,renorse,you're all too good to forget...places people,gather 'round and feast,your eyes reflect your defeat,we cast nails into your soul,nails into your soul...Relentless are the beatings I have earned,bleeding from my soul and from my face,spit on are the sandals I have worn,remorse,we cast nails into your soul...nails into your soul...love them,love them,save me,save me,save me,from them,find me,keep me...shine the light down,send me the light from above to send me home, will you save me, from them. |