B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces
[Verse 1]
The life of a poor man
What's that?
The people you love leave
The things you say you can never take back
Loss of your own love
How's that?
You forgot what you are
You will never be whole
Never in tact
On the floor in a room (Where at)
Where at?
The home you were born never grown
Always learned to be alone
[Hook]
Yeah (We can change it)
Yeah (Get it better)
Yeah (We can change it)
Yeah (Get it better)
Yeah (We can change it)
Yeah (Get it better)
Yeah (We can change it)
Yeah (Get it better)
[Verse 2]
Cold cold cold
More than I held that gun to mother from son
Over mother fuck at the windowless run
Let me in
Why should you?
You should not
I will use you
I will not provide
I will take what I can
Destruct erupt from this house
[Hook]
Yeah (We can change it)
Yeah (Get it better)
Yeah (We can change it)
Yeah (Get it better)
Yeah (We can change it)
Yeah (Get it better)
Yeah (We can change it)
Yeah (Get it better)
[Verse 3]
It hurts some where
Where at?
I can't see it but it's there there there
I will kill it
Until I'm bare
It must be there
Do it all again
We don't know
We don't learn
It's a pattern
I feel the fights are more real
Than the days we spend
Unconcerned
Unconcerned
Unconcerned
Unconcerned
[Outro]
Pour our love on the Earth
Then hold it up to our god in the sky
For all the love that died
Beyond our reach
We use our words as swords
Our blades as teeth
We forgot that maybe we should think
You don't think out here in this place
You don't eat out here in this place
You don't drink out here in this place
We swallow each other's blood
Until it tastes like things maybe our parents would cook
We look, and our children have become books
Telling stories and other events
And people look
And they look afraid because they know we betrayed ourselves
As long as we've been out here in this place
This is hell
FALSE MARRAIGES was written by B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces.
B L A C K I E... All Caps, With Spaces released FALSE MARRAIGES on Tue May 01 2012.