Album:
Down III: Over The Under
Mourn
Hotel room of doom
I can't find a clue
Confusion, brokenhearted woe
Sheets and pillows soaked
My telephone seems broken
I'm calling crucified
Blacklisted, no reply
Be my eyes
Be my eyes
Be my eyes
Stole my sight
But not my heart
I miss my second home
Adopted son doth mourn
Adopted son doth mourn
Sermon served in praise
In a sacred empty space
Pit no one's sorrow against your own
Seven days in vain
The last three spent enflamed
I stand crucified
As they're stricken blind
Be my eyes
Be my eyes
Be my eyes
Stole my sight
But not my heart
Missing the lone state home
My blood runs cold, I mourn
Stole my sight
But not my heart
I miss my second home
Adopted son doth mourn
Mourn, yeah
Be my eyes
Be my eyes
Be my eyes
Stole my sight
But not my heart
Missing the lone state home
My blood runs cold, I mourn (I mourn)
Stole my sight
But not my heart (My heart)
I miss my second home
Adopted son doth mourn
Song details
Lithium
submitted on 17 Feb 2022 - 19:04
Give a shoutout to Lithium
Diritti d'autore:
Writer(s): Rex Brown, Philip Anselmo, Kirk Windstein, Jimmy Bower, Pepper Keenan
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