Cinsera
I Can Hold a Grudge Like It’s My Job
We move to the beat of, star-crossed lovers hatred to put back together pieces

Rain clouds, only over
Her town, the sun never comes out

A hospital closure could never feel better

Collecting every last bit of hearsay
She locks herself in her room

Rain clouds, only over
Her town, the sun never comes out

I want to just ask her, i wonder
What goes on in that little head of hers?

And they say you can still here her screams
Carried by a summer breeze

Just over the horizon
You still here her screams

Silhouettes brighter, on dark nights it showers the blood you have stolen from my veins
And flowers much better when blackened with charcoal the venom bestowed in your teeth

I must learn to see with my heart to find out what beauty is
I will staple my eyes shut to find true love

She screams
Just over the horizon
The summer breeze falling
The wind is her voice now