Crashing Down

 

You sometimes feel you have no race
Can you forgive a love that’s fake?
While lovers know and always miss
A love that heals the wounds that bleed

Where voices sound as loud as guns
Where blades slice broken hearts
You sometimes feel like crying out
Save me when I’m crashing down

Above the lights of morning stars
You love the one and burn your heart
You come so close, but yet so far
Where dragons fight, there is no sun

And rain falls heavy on icy towns
You sacrifice on faithless ground…
Crash

Where voices sound as loud as guns
Where blades slice broken hearts
You sometimes feel like crying out
Save me when I’m crashing down

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