Lyrics

it doesn’t seem to bring you harm
and it doesn’t seem to go my way
you can lie to the open wind
but your voice betrays your hate

Try to run from the blackened sky
from burn of the pain of the heart
I would step on your wounded pride
and display your dismay like it’s art

louder and louder and louder it goes
but nobody hears what’s said
you can laugh and deceive yourself
but you’ll answer to me when you’re dead

Try to run from the blackened sky
from burn of the pain of the heart
I would step on your wounded pride
and display your dismay like it’s art

it doesn’t seem to bring you harm
and it doesn’t seem to go my way
you can lie to the open wind
but your voice betrays your hate

I can feel it numbing after waiting all these years