When we brought you home in the car
I had no inkling of just how far
The plates of our continents would crack
There can be no turning back
There can be no turning back
In some dumb maternal cell
I saw home, you see Hell
Always silent now
And I didn't understand how
The times that I thought would last
Are a shattered dream of a past
I saw home and you saw Hell
And the ties that I destroyed
Like all those ugly violent boys
I was hurting, but I was Hell
And the ties that I destroyed
Like those ugly violent boys
I was hurting, but I was Hell"
Desperate Journalist - Silent Lyrics
Desperate Journalist - Silent Lyrics
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When we brought you home in the car
I had no inkling of just how far
The plates of our continents would crack
There can be no turning back
There can be no turning back
In some dumb maternal cell
I saw home, you see Hell
Always silent now
And I didn't understand how
The times that I thought would last
Are a shattered dream of a past
I saw home and you saw Hell
And the ties that I destroyed
Like all those ugly violent boys
I was hurting, but I was Hell
And the ties that I destroyed
Like those ugly violent boys
I was hurting, but I was Hell"
I had no inkling of just how far
The plates of our continents would crack
There can be no turning back
There can be no turning back
In some dumb maternal cell
I saw home, you see Hell
Always silent now
And I didn't understand how
The times that I thought would last
Are a shattered dream of a past
I saw home and you saw Hell
And the ties that I destroyed
Like all those ugly violent boys
I was hurting, but I was Hell
And the ties that I destroyed
Like those ugly violent boys
I was hurting, but I was Hell"
Writer: GERALD HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave