Title: Black Sunday
Album: Year Of The Spider
Artist: Cold
Composer(s): Kelly Hayes, Jr., Ronald Ward, Samuel Mc Candless, Terry Balsamo, Jeremy D. Marshall
Lyric:
I can't breath at all
It hurts to think
That time could heal my wounds
Feeling I've been betrayed, Black Sunday
Still burns you in my thoughts
I can't sleep at all
Now you're gone away
I can't fake this anymore
Guess I could blame it all on God's game
Or explain what my life's for
Caught in a winter's rain
'Cause I can't remember the words you said
Take away my fear, please hold on to me
I'm falling, falling
I would trade it all
For another day
Just to feel you and your warmth
But even pictures fade, Black Sunday
Still burns you in my thoughts
I can't see at all
Did you fly away?
Did the stars shine bright for you?
Guess I could blame it all on God's game
It was fate that carried you
Caught in a winter's rain
'Cause I can't remember the words you said
Take away my fear, please hold on to me
I'm falling, falling
You always take away
Take away
Take away
Take away
Caught in a winter's rain
'Cause I can't remember the words you said
Take away my fear, please hold on to me
I'm falling
I'm caught in a winter's rain
'Cause I can't remember the words you said
Take away my fear, please hold on to me
I'm falling
And I'm falling
And I'm falling
And I'm falling
And I'm falling
And I'm falling
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