Graves

歌詞

Empty playgrounds of the living Lonely swingsets of the dead. It must be nice in heavan, To have an angel, To heal the subtle silence in your head. So no more crying tonight. All there is are bad dreams and the yelling from the pain. Silent stories I have told you. Precious moments never spent. You've had another bad day, Up here in heavan. All the subtle silence in your head So no more crying tonight All there is are bad dreams And the yelling from the pain Everything is gone Everythings just fine The monkey bars love lightning And the slide takes me away From evil looks and blood shot eyes. Empty playgrounds of the living Lonely swingsets of the dead.