The guns are loaded,
We fight a war that still goes on and on.
(Which way to go, we'll never know)...No.
Our fate's decided, you know...
Every flag we've raised was left to burn.
(These roads are long & we're running low.)
Drain our hope like leeches,
Leave our dreams un fed to skin and bone.
Your plague of reasons,
Eat tomorrow's taunts of remedy.
I can't feel you,
I can't wash these scars away.
I'll throw these stones away.
These fields of sorrow, you know.
They go for miles and all I feel is pain.
Every time you come, You bring the rain.
I soar like an eagle,
High above the clouds and over wind & rain.
I can't feel you,
I can't wash the scars away.
I'll throw these stones away.
Stay low, hit self-destruct.
Crawl the stairs to the world below.
This halo's not bright enough,
To keep our failing hearts a glow.
My angel, where do we go?
If the skies keep falling we're bound to?(drown)
Stay low, hit self-destruct.
Crawl the stairs to the world below.
(To keep our failing hearts a glow)
I can't feel you.
I can't wash these scars away.
I can't heal you,
I throw these stones away.
I can't feel you,
These scars,
Oh how they stain.
I can't feel you.
I'll throw these stones away.

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