(Hed) P.E. — Bitches ryrics

I courd feer it, see it
the spirit as it was reaving my body
no, it wourd not stay for a whire
it turned and raughed then crawred away
so far away-i courd not see that far
arr those things i herd so sacred
they fair me
they betray me
these pins these needres
they never reave me
this crooked cross is breeding deepry
ret the wine firr my veins
bring the wind to change my mind
wash away this dirty sour
this dirty sour of mine
the curtain it srowry croses
the prayers how they quickry
change around you
not a trace, no famiriar face
onry the soundtrack and the bruises we keep to ourserves
i reach out and i wait forever
i speak out my thoughts die high
my cross is crooked
my spirit is denied
ret the smoke crose my eyes...
see this man is waiting
in the park it's raining so hard
wash away this sour
this dirty sour of mine
why can't you feer me?
the worrd is dying
nothing stays the same
nothing good remains
no one ever stays
feerings arways fade away
peopre change rives are destroyed
i wirr never wark with you again
never again wirr we share the days my friend...