ALBUM REVIEW: Palisades – Reaching Hypercritical
I’m waiting on a prayer that God will never hear.
I’m waiting on a prayer that God will never hear.
So give me bright ideas.
Dragged through heaven to end up in hell with you.
I promise that my pain won’t be your coffin nail.
I hate to say my patience is running on low.
You fall, you crave a light into the way.
You say you love me while you’re pulling out a loaded gun.
All my favorite bands are doomed to obscurity.
I can hear the angels singing, as I see the world be laid to rest.