Lyrics

The sunlight tore the clouds and crashed upon the water line Like a search light out of Shangri La in looking for a sign The rolling waves are rising; I don't like what I can see What used to be our future, is the past we now repeat Airwaves talk of holy war and fear it rules the mind The only thing I see out there is the flood that we will leave behind Don't talk to god myself We look to heaven, but we're building our own hell Don't look to god cause there's a war they're trying to sell you all. The things you need, you wish to see The difference between them you and me The right the wrong the weak the strong The silent song that makes you scream yeah Naa, naa, naa Playing with ghosts that are still living in my head Fighting with the urges to just leave this world instead Raise them to be different and make it through the night Find the heart to tell your children we're running out of time Don't talk to god myself We look to heaven, but we're building our own hell If there's a god, she's out there trashing a hotel You've got to find the need, the wish to see The difference between them you and me, the right the wrong The weak the strong, the silent song playing inside my head Don't talk to god myself We look to heaven but we're building our own hell If there's a god then I don't know how you can tell Me all the things you need, wish to see The difference between them you and me, the right the wrong The weak the strong, the silent song playing inside my head Playing inside my head Playing inside my head
Writer(s): Todd Michael J Burman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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