"There is absence, there is lack, there are wolves here abound"
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
I'm burning up all this pain
"I'm close to heaven
Crushed at the gate
They sharpen their knives
On my mistakes
What she done you can't
Give it a name
Just make it rain
(...)
Hell can't burn me
More than this
I'm burning up all this pain
Open up the heavens
Make it rain I'm born to trouble I'm born to fate Inside a Promise I can't escape It's the same old world But nothing looks the same
Make it rain
Make it rain
Make it rain"
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