beating

feel the beat
of ur heart
her comes the intence heat
on the ending of the start

Hell is rising up
the flames burning
everyone screaming what the fuck
no is ever learning

you put up the fight
where are u now?
Urs eyes lossing the fucking light
with ur screaming so silently loud

what to do
the water rising cooling the flames
now who are u?
not knoing ur own clames

Drowing in ur own tears
not knowing ur own fears
losing sight of ur thoughts
sick and tired of taking all the shots

the low blows
from bleeding out of the nose
to the broken leg
what are we? done and made.

no we are molding
still holding
on this shead of hope
so mabey we can cope

this is us
riding on a fucked up bus
our lives
our lies