In one instant words are meaningless,
and the mute run the race.
It's not what happen,
but what we are faced with.
Chaos is now freedom is leaving us.
The colors bleed through the floors,
Drowning your weakness, and fears.
Slipping on my sloppy seconds...
We failed to fix us,
You nailed our hearts to these doors,
but we walked out without love..
We took our knifes and killed our dreams.
This world is nothing what it seems.
It's raining...it's pouring
This broken world is burning,
We are trapped in our sin,
It attacks us from within,
Until we get back up again.
and the mute run the race.
It's not what happen,
but what we are faced with.
Chaos is now freedom is leaving us.
The colors bleed through the floors,
Drowning your weakness, and fears.
Slipping on my sloppy seconds...
We failed to fix us,
You nailed our hearts to these doors,
but we walked out without love..
We took our knifes and killed our dreams.
This world is nothing what it seems.
It's raining...it's pouring
This broken world is burning,
We are trapped in our sin,
It attacks us from within,
Until we get back up again.
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