ALBUM REVIEW: Senses Fail – Hell Is In Your Head
I promise that my pain won’t be your coffin nail.
I promise that my pain won’t be your coffin nail.
I feel like I am nothing.
You fall, you crave a light into the way.
Shadows on the doorframe.
You say you love me while you’re pulling out a loaded gun.
I can hear the angels singing, as I see the world be laid to rest.
A plume in the skyline.
Planting seeds to ignite the dawn.
Truncheons won’t stop people from healing.