I know the pain of loss to well, When I'm dead I'll see you in hell. Biting the bullet I struggle to gain, the price i pay is never worth the pain. A broken soul that time can't mend, this shallow grave will be my bitter end. These lifeless streets I can't call home, This New England town has left me cold. I can't find peace with this endless curse, I won't find rest till I'm in the Earth. And I've walked these streets for far to long. The pain I feel I leave you to blame.
A new fan is born. I do like this.
Lodestar1977 2 months ago