Parking Lots

See me falling I'll never hit the ground Crying softly As to not to make a sound The pain Written on your face You better get out There's something about About that rage Oh Skin is crawling Skeletons to be found Terrifying Your heart cease to pound The pain Written on your face Better get out There's something about About that rage Living a lie, leaving alive Living a lie, leaving alive Living a lie, leaving alive Living a lie Oh Fate prolonging Clouds of hate surround Bodies falling Crumple on the ground The pain Written on your face You better get out There's something about About that rage Living a lie, leaving alive Living a lie, leaving alive Living a lie, leaving alive Living a lie Oh