Sown - Ever In Creasing lyrics

rate me

Dead man, another dead man there are no limits to his violence there isn't enough place for everyone even you were not esteemed in this bloody history Storms of pain ,poisonous days Get away...why is all this born? My body is in the garbage, now so far from my soul I wash my hands off .. my life is over I wash my hands off.. stay away from me do you like this? Hearing no noise Do you want to kill me? Your game has No rules anymore I am so alone again So far from my true life.. You could fly in the sky You will feel it inside I feel the pain in your eyes and in your days