I ran through Storm stained city streets Paved with pain To bring these roses to you And with sore throat insecurity You pulled the thorns From my bleeding
I ran through Storm stained city streets Paved with pain To bring these roses to you And with sore throat insecurity You pulled the thorns From
battlefield. Each stab of bayonet is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved
bayonet is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he gave our only
self destruct one bullet at a time What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die Medicated, drama queen, picture perfect, numb belligerence Narcissistic, drama queen
. Each stab of bayonet is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he
