Send a Message

Wounds run deep
Turbulent sea of darkness
Walking on the graves
Dearly departed friends

Tongue is tied
Noblest aspirations
Pleasure is elusive
Pain common ground

The breaking of limbs
Evil attention of strangers
Eventually rots
Your soul and the good inside

Try to find that place
Your future depends upon it
Climb aboard that ship
Let the gloom of darkness win

I want to send a message
I want to tell it now
I want to tell the whole damn world
There's a sickness inside
That will drag you to your knees
Feel the cold wind blowin'
Evil still growin' and you just can't get it right

You'll probably survive
But you'll barely get by
GP becomes your friend
The bank is your fortress
No money in the mattress
Got to figure something out



Credits
Writer(s): Hendrik Reitsma
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