Paroles de Fear From Death

Here's the first of the anger and shout Gaining volume, speed and doubt Up in the clouds Power cuts and smothered love Pushing past the pretend fun We're all alone Turn away, don't raise your eyes to us Think of dead trees, think of dark seas Your broken neck should make this hard for us We always helped you and took your word true It's the boat that missed its chance In the thundering at last We'll move along Turn away, don't raise your eyes to us Think of dead trees, think of dark seas Your broken neck should make this hard for us We always helped you and took your word true