Day Of Joy lyrics
Artist | Wounded |
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Album(s) | Atlantic |
Lyrics
Day of joy
What are these dark and wicked things you always show me?
Cutting deep inside the blind part of my overloaded mind
Spinning on to become a gentle yet a foul and elusive thought
I create, but I cannot decipher that what's in my head
I hide
I see we have a fight once more, how they never pass me by
It's unbelievable how they always arrive on time
Tranquillize me with aggressive drugs, yet awake I see they never left my
Sleeping head
I'm running out of time, were running out of time
I'm running out of time, were running out of time
I have lost my sense on a bitter day
Yet I lay my trust in your bleeding hands
Hoping that my faith will never die
Were running out of time
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