Suicide Season (Outcry Collective)
We stare at broken clocks,
The hands don't turn anymore.
The days turn into nights,
Empty hearts and empty places.
The day you lost him,
I slowly lost you too.
For when he died, he took a part of you.
No time for farewells,
No chances for goodbyes.
No explanations, no f**king reasons why.
I watched it eat you up,
Pieces fallen on the floor.
We stare at broken clocks,
The hands don't turn anymore.
If only sorrow could build a staircase,
Or tears could show the way.
I would climb my way to heaven,
And bring him back home again.
Don't give up hope my friend,
This is not the end.
Death is only a chapter,
So let's rip out the pages of yesterday.
Death is only a horizon.
And I'm ready for my sun to set.
If only sorrow could build a staircase,
Or tears could show the way,
We would climb our way to heaven,
And bring him home.
We would do anything to bring him back to you.
We would do anything to end what your going through.
If only sorrow could build a staircase,
Or tears could show the way
I would climb my way to heaven,
And bring him back home again.
I would do anything to bring him back to you.
Because if you got him back,
I would get back the friend that i once knew.
compositores: Matthew Kean, Lee David Malia, Matthew Stephen Nicholls, Oliver Scott Sykes, Curtis Paul Lee Ward
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