Píseň: Writing On The Walls

Interpret:
Underoath
Album:
Define The Great Line
Maybe we 
Why dont we 
Sit right here for half an hour 
We'll speak of what a waste I am 
And how we messed up it again 


I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place 
To preach the cup of this constant state that we live in 
And I try, I try 


How can you try 
To place us all 
To fit the shape of 
Until we break 
Falling down, Yeah 
You to move on, move on! 
You must do what they show you 
At this rate we cant give up 
Taking back all the things I've said 
Taking back all the things I've said 
My seconds just stand still 
Hear me through then I swear I'll go 


We walk alone 
We walk alone 
We walk alone 
We walk alone 
We walk alone 
We walk alone 
Back home 
Alone, Back home 


You're almost gone and I'm okay 
I still see your sorrow 
To give you time to be afraid 
Put over your face again 
I remember your presence 


I'll hope to God you come down 
I'll hope to God you feel this now 
I'll hope to God you come down 
I'll hope to 


I know there must be some way out of here 
And part of them will be waiting there