Whatchu Talkin' 'Bout

What do you think of this all
Seems like you're just playin' games
I'm looking for some kinda truth in all of this falseness
Surrounding me

Rain down mercy. I need to believe
That somewhere in this madness
I might find a little peace
Let it rain down mercy. I need to believe
Nothing's sacred anymore
Sacred enough to bleed for

A shallow grave fit for a king
A pine box
Seal the top tight at the seams
Lest I escape and I put the pain back in your screams
Feel the weight of the Earth that's been covering me

Rain down mercy. I need to believe
That somewhere in this madness
I might find a little peace
Let it rain down mercy. I need to believe
Nothing's sacred anymore
Sacred enough to bleed for

Pain and desire
Go hand in hand
Your pain and desire
Go hand in hand



Credits
Writer(s): Through All This Time
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