Hurricane.

 

No matter how many times that you told me you wanted to leave. No matter how many breaths that you took you still couldn’t breathe.No matter how many nights that you lied wide awake to the sound of the poison rain.Where did you go? I need a… heart beat.Tell me would you kill to save for a life?Tell me would you kill to prove you’re right?  Crash, burn let it all burn.This hurricane is chasing us all underground.No matter how many deaths that I die, I will never forget. No matter how many lives I live, I will never regret.There’s a fire inside this heart and a riot about to explode into flames.Where is your God?Do you really want?Do you really want me?Do you really want me dead?Or alive to torture for my sins? You say you wrong,we fight…I’m running from the light, running from the day to night,the quiet silence defines our miseryThe riot inside keeps trying to visit me.No matter how we try, it’s too much history.Too many bad notes playing in our symphony.So let it breathe, let it fly, let it go.Let it fall, let it crash, burn slow.Running away from the night, running away from the light.Running away to save you’re life…