has become easy to give away
you cannot give anything away....
Like a wounded frustration
you're beating your chest like an open wound
you can't give what you don't have away...
the words on the page have begun to fade
as morning turns night into another day...
What's broke can be mended
it's easy to say but it's hard to do
Just try walking one day in my shoes...
There's a pain in my chest
Change premonitions it just won't go away...
There's a pain in my chest
Change premonitions it just won't go away...
No it just won't go away...
No it just won't go away...
has become easy to give away
you cannot give anything away...
Like a wounded frustration
you're beating your chest like an open wound
just try walking one day in my shoes....
There's a pain in my chest
Change premonitions it just won't go away...
There's a pain in my chest
Change premonitions it just won't go away