Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Storm, artist - Eldest 11. Album song The Morning Star, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 12.08.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: BreakFaith
Song language: English
The Storm |
| Sometimes these thoughts hurt while I’m fighting on the battlefront |
| I killed a soul today. |
| Gave my fucking heart away! |
| A dark root that I swallowed. |
| Hands shaking from the subconscious breaking |
| Pull yourself together in the storm, and I can do this on my own |
| It’s a 360 degree car crash with my head slamming in the dash |
| And a storm of glass rupturing in my face, while the metal collapses onto my |
| wings |
| I guess more than anything I got trapped with my wings cracking behind my back |
| With a shard I’ll strip clean! |
| You stole my honesty! |
| You don’t care. |
| You don’t have any feeling. |
| You don’t care. |
| You’re so self |
| absorbed |
| You don’t care. |
| You’re so introverted. |
| I don’t care, I don’t care anymore! |
| I’m blowing up a storm so big! |
| Of emotions. |
| I feel so humiliated! |
| With tears to light the rain clouds! |
| And now your quiet? |
| Measured up on heart! |
| I’ll do this on my own, even though your forwardness nipped the affection |
| Another storm is coming! |
| Will my angel wings detach me? |
| A storm funnels hate in me… |
| It’s a 360 degree car crash with my head slamming in the dash |
| And a storm of glass rupturing in my face, while the metal collapses onto my |
| wings |
| I guess more than anything I got trapped with my wings cracking behind my back |
| With a shard I’ll strip clean! |
| You stole my honesty! |
| You don’t care. |
| You don’t have any feeling. |
| You don’t care. |
| You’re so self |
| absorbed |
| You don’t care. |
| You’re so introverted. |
| I don’t care, I don’t care anymore! |
| I’m blowing up a storm so big! |
| Of emotions. |
| I feel so humiliated! |
| With tears to light the rain clouds! |
| And now your quiet? |
| Measured up on heart! |
| I’ll do this on my own, even though your forwardness nipped the affection |
| Another storm is coming! |
| Will my angel wings detach me? |
| A storm funnels hate in me… |