LYRIC FOR SALE

By Tisa

Solo1 or 2: Painful, painful, painful
so, so
painful, painful, painful

Solo1: There is no perfect way to describe the scars you inflict on me.
With your every word, your every lie.
Sadness cover over and robs the breath from me
I become a burnt soul that’s already died.

Chorus: Because of that you won’t here my screams.
Swept in the darkness, no light to be seen
This deep wound begins to bleed
from your painfully sharp, blacken heart deed

Solo2: Each sip of water is poison
Vocal every drop of blood becomes frozen
or The tidal wave of pain arrives and crashes
Spoken my hearts now dust lost in the ashes

Solo1: There is no perfect way to describe scars you inflict on me
with your every word, your every lie
Shock into silence by your bold deceit
Left with one unspoken word. Why?

Chorus: Because of that you won’t here my screams.
Swept in the darkness, no light to be seen
This deep wound begins to bleed
from your painfully sharp, blacken heart deed

Solo2: Each sip of water is poison
Vocal every drop of blood becomes frozen
or The tidal wave of pain arrives and crashes
Spoken my hearts now dust lost in the ashes


Each sip of water is poison
every drop of blood becomes frozen
The tidal wave of pain arrives and crashes
my hearts now dust lost in the ashes

Chorus: Because of that you won’t here my screams.
Swept in the darkness, no light to be seen
This deep wound begins to bleed
from your painfully sharp, blacken heart deed