Paroles de The Pain
I wake up to a smoking gunThe evidence in your head
There's no proof of guilt or innocence
I'm finished with you taking me through
A line of questioning that feeds you
I must confess I'm here to kill the pain
To kill the pain
What can I do?
How hard I fight
No matter how
How long I've tried
The sword of justice in my hand
You cut me down, sharp like a blade
You make me want to never trust again
I'm finished with you dragging me through
More lies and deceit that feeds you
I must confess I'm here to kill the pain
Doesn't matter, if it mattered
I would never have tried
To save us both from losing our minds
Doesn't matter The rain comes
Nothing gonna buy you time
The rain comes
The rain comes
You know its gonna come
Gilmore, Don / Biazzi, Marco / Ferro, Andrea Gaetano / Mozzati, Christiano / Scabbia, Cristina / Migliore, Cristiano / Zelati, Marco
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