Damaged Goods

Letras:

© rootshell
first comes the rain
and then comes the storm
next comes the pain
it hits you like never before
and you count the days
since you had a smile on your face
and all of them are watching
and no one sees
the darkness in myself
it strangles and blocks all the light
i keep on fighting
this heaviness that's on my back
last comes the shame
shuffle the blame and hurt more
and you count the days
just when will the pain go away
first comes the rain
and then comes the storm
next comes the pain
it hits you like never before