Woorden: Dogwood. Left Out Cold.

What happened now?
Excuse of why we can't move away
Taken from the box
Skimmed over the top

Trust is of the past, friendships never last
Nobody wins in a race against defeat
You conquered our beliefs with words of deceit
Harbored animosity engulfing our desires to forgive

Now fear swept away, I've nothing left to say
I chose heaven over death, simple as breath
My God has taken charge, my past has left me scarred
Left out cold

There was a place we all knew where we could get along
No one stabbed another brother, we could rely on each other
The virtues we all shared no other time compares
How could we have let you get away?
Harbored animosity, engulfing our desires to forgive

Now fear swept away, I've nothing left to say
I chose heaven over death, simple as breath
My God has taken charge, my past has left me scarred
Left out cold