Songtext von Killing Pain

He Said, So I am an old man And I have you in my hands Because I know you well Give me best of you little kid The last of your heart Beats This is the End for You! All the Time that I Trying to find a Right Way They push me down and Hurt Whit Killing Pain The reason to forgive Who I just don't believe Simply doesn't Exist All the Time that I Trying to find a Right Way They push me down and Hurt Whit Killing Pain Now that I can have you bitch Feel there is a hole in You are my favorite taste Doesn't matter time we wasted! I had all my life to say, To say that I love you But I was so denied To say that I love you But I was so denied Now that I can have you bitch Feel there is a hole in You are my favorite taste Doesn't matter time we wasted! Doesn't matter time we wasted! Doesn't matter time, Doesn't matter time we wasted! I always will need some shelter In my misty days To exempt me of the storms, And of the Storms… And of the Storms… And of the Storms…