Woorden: Sinch. Pain.

Lie awake completely satisfied and let the sweat run through my hair
Well I haven't felt this way in quite sometime when I look over you're not there
Pain I won't let you slip away, No everybody must begin somewhere
Everyone here knows this is killing me, man it tears the soul straight from my spine
But in the end I guess the truth is shown, that you won't ever really be mine
Pain I won't let you slip away no everybody makes mistakes sometimes
Rain on my parade
Rain on my pain
Rain on my parade
Rain on my parade
Sell me the fortune, tell me it's all mine lost in the commotion distracted we hide
Embellish the moment cut and bleeding astound me with precision and kiss me good night
But I lie awake completely satisfied and let the sweat run through my hair

Well I haven't felt this way in quite some time when I look over you're not there
Pain I won't let you slip away No everybody makes mistakes sometimes
Rain on my pain
Rain
Rain on my parade
Pain
Pain