Testo
I'd trade this cloud for a hurricane
With enough water to wash away
A flood to drown the ground
That's falling out from under me
From under me
Laced with all of my regrets
I cling to everything I've got left
And there's a feeling I have within
Your tendencies have become my sins
I'm reaching toward the sky for rain
Black and white and shades of grey
I know the pain, it comes in waves
And then you crumble underneath the weight
Holding on to all that's wrong
A calloused soul turned from sand to stone
Directions etched into the wall
To a place we never left at all
And reaching toward the sky for rain
Black and white and shades of grey
I know the pain, it comes in waves
And then you crumble underneath the weight
And then you crumble underneath the weight