Woorden: Neil Vince. Black Promises.

Everything?s moving backwards
It?s been that way for so long
When all my cries like butterflies
Drift slowly away
I can?t relate to no one
Sifting through all my so called friends
Ain?t what I like to do
But give or take my wreckage past
Dies slowly away
And now the battle?s begun
Black promises, black promises
Face down in a hole, I?m sinkin? below
Till I face myself
I?m letting go, so on with the show
Till I face myself
Nevermind all the pity
I rattle on all the snakes I knew

I chewed the bone, got critisizes
And hid all the pain
Beneath it all I still face the same face
Black promises, black promises
Face down in a hole, I?m sinkin? below
Till I face myself
I?m letting go, so on with the show
Till I face myself
Black promises, black promises
Face down in a hole, I?m sinkin? below
Till I face myself
I?m letting go, so on with the show
Till I face myself