It's simple really...I pick up my guitar, spill my guts and soul into a song i create on acoustic guitar, I pick up my phone, record it, and post it...these son
Is there truly a place where
It's been cleansed of all of it's pain
There's no way i'll get there
Living in this nightmare
I would take all the pain, away from the ones Deserving of none, cancel their graves
Why unto them was it gave
The sickness that spread, someone who bled Smiled to say, I wish I could stay
Right before they passed away
Now it starts to get real
Where this pain is all you can feel
Do you think their souls mend
From the pain that killed them
I would take all the pain, away from the ones Deserving of none, cancel their graves
Why unto them was it gave
The sickness that spread, someone who bled Smiled to say, I wish I could stay
Right before they passed away
We all bleed a blood
That burns when someone
Doesn't deserve
A life that is done
All that they did
Was constantly give
Not wanting the praise
Just finding new ways
To make someone smile
Making their days
Today you just dont deserve to be taken away
Progressively haunting
So unjust to take them away
But if there's truly a place where
It's been cleansed of all of it's pain
Let them stay, let them stay
