Every Light
Yeah, Yeah
I woke during the black death with a space in my heart
Angry people lying dying in the streets
Razors blue and lights Electric yellow at the KFC
Storms everywhere stones on the floor Danger looking in the
soul saw nothing inside Fear blowing away in the overcrowded TV
Far away a bunch of sirens yelling to the deep mind A policeman
stabbed in the back litter covering the path
Threats flying around me yea where they push
The lumber of crumbling houses made of blood red metal bars
Killers crawling on ceiling figures swimming in gutters
I wonder why the project's don't respond to my feelings
Tired and gruesome deaths and I don't know why
Empty letters and pockets with no money to save
Surprised I am still in a desert to be surprised I'm covering you
And everywhere the commanders Yea.
The sound of my heart is a constant alarm
The music in my mind is my imagination
The way I think of you is something that keeps me sane
It's been a long time but I still think of you
I'm sure that it's good
This hard days I'm sure that it's better we
need a better life yea so we can be bettered.
Tired and gruesome deaths and I don't know why
Empty letters and pockets with no money to save
Surprised I am still in a desert to be surprised I'm covering you
And everywhere the commanders Yea
Tired and gruesome deaths and I don't know why
Empty letters and pockets with no money to save
Surprised I am still in a desert to be surprised I'm covering you
And everywhere the commanders Yea.
I woke during the black death with a space in my heart
Angry people lying dying in the streets
Razors blue and lights Electric yellow at the KFC
Storms everywhere stones on the floor Danger looking in the
soul saw nothing inside Fear blowing away in the overcrowded TV
Far away a bunch of sirens yelling to the deep mind A policeman
stabbed in the back litter covering the path
Threats flying around me yea where they push
The lumber of crumbling houses made of blood red metal bars
Killers crawling on ceiling figures swimming in gutters
I wonder why the project's don't respond to my feelings
Tired and gruesome deaths and I don't know why
Empty letters and pockets with no money to save
Surprised I am still in a desert to be surprised I'm covering you
And everywhere the commanders Yea.
The sound of my heart is a constant alarm
The music in my mind is my imagination
The way I think of you is something that keeps me sane
It's been a long time but I still think of you
I'm sure that it's good
This hard days I'm sure that it's better we
need a better life yea so we can be bettered.
Tired and gruesome deaths and I don't know why
Empty letters and pockets with no money to save
Surprised I am still in a desert to be surprised I'm covering you
And everywhere the commanders Yea
Tired and gruesome deaths and I don't know why
Empty letters and pockets with no money to save
Surprised I am still in a desert to be surprised I'm covering you
And everywhere the commanders Yea.
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Smith Spencer
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