Wounded Lyrics

ENEMY MUSIC PUBLISHING Inc.
Wounded
(Every: J. J. Kotlár, Where: Bruno Papcun)

Yesterdays full of sorrow, make me feel
Everyday I feel the blame, the life is full of grace

Destiny so cruel to me, I can hear your breath
Emptiness in my breast, chaos in your thoughts

I can't get away, the pain fucked my mind
I can't get away, last hope-the springs are drought

My mind drives depression of wounded soul
A tear I've never cried, the love... never known

Spiral answers flying high, through my head
Don't say nothing, turn around, I see your face...

I can't get away, the pain fucked my mind
I can't get away, last hope-the springs are drought

Blood in my vains is thicken, the future lost its price
Nothing I wouldn't left behind, my trace blows the wind of time
Desperation eats my conscious, Lord, gimme some chance!...

Coloured gardens, bridge of stones, love is boiling
Everyday I feel the blame, my angel of lies

Wounded tears I've never cried, and empty faces
Don't say nothing, I was blind, Lord, help me please!...