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Texty: Everybody Gets Hurt. The Darkseeds Of Man. Sad Sickness.


I'm choking , I can't breath , My mind is crashing in on me
Helpless as my heart and soul rebel inside of me
Hollow , Empty , This pain in my heart is killing me
Dying , I'm trying , Still I can't breath

I can't move forward while I'm looking back
You spit on the truth , Lost our Chance
I saw no deceit in your eyes
I thought I seen Love insead it was lies
Now my boys did wake me from this poor mans dream
My head starts to pound , Knuckles did bleed
Now I can't move forward while I"m looking back
You spit on our truth and lost our chance
Lost our chance

Sad Sickness - Lost in a world of ghosts
Sad Sickness - When the past is what matters most
Sad Sickness - Go help me rise above
Sad Sickness

The Pain , is tearing at my soul
The Void , is tearing at my soul
The Light , is tearing from my soul
No light , Baby left me unhole
Unhole

Bring Me Down , I feel the change you wanted for me but I can't
Bring Me Down , Two of one heart still destin to part , it still
Brings Me Down , An angel came and sheltered me from the pain
Bring Me Down , Two of one heart destin to part , it still
Brings Me Down , Low
Brings Me Down , Low
Brings Me Down , Low
Brings Me Down , Low

Sad Sickness - Lost in a world of ghosts
Sad Sickness - When the past is what matters most
Sad Sickness - God help me rise above
Sad Sickness ...
Everybody Gets Hurt
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