Holding broken pieces of past in the palms of my outstretched hands Reasons evade me I sit here struggling to understand The edges dig deep Causing tender skin to seep scarlet drops Taking Tylenol to pummel pain until it finally stops I'm ready to give up life and dive headfirst into my grave It is difficult for me but I must admit my soul is far too gone to save The devil stole it from my bones and doesn't plan on giving it back Without it polished surface falters and slowly begins to crack
Improved Build the car with thicker metal Give it a bigger engine more power Beef up the brakes and gear box Improve the other things You’ll get an improved model Looking like the old one But with state of the art Features full of benefits Ride drive like the winds Nobody and nothing to stop you A souped up Olds Mobile Give it some on the road Ride to meet the Devil
The whisper of a shadow song Morning star no glory just a story I am just lived backwards hidden track words scars like lines across paper can I save her? I am not what you think drinking from a cup of agony
no God can save me but death won’t enslave me I am midnight verse nails won’t surrender to my skin the truth they told you the lies worn thin.