We are darker, Darker then you will ever be. We are darker, Darker then your darkest face. We are darker, Dark we paint your soulless sea. We are darker, Darker
you. We are darker, Darker then you will ever be. We are darker, Darker then your darkest face. We are darker, Dark we paint your soulless sea. We are darker, Darker
and weak Well, the place I love best is a sweet memory It's a new path that we trod They say low wages are a reality If we want to compete abroad My
sweetly they chime Beyond the horizon I found you just in time It's dark and it's dreary I've been pleading in vain I'm wounded, I'm weary My repentance
the visionaries dress in the latest rage Inside the backstreet girls are dancing to the records that the D.J. plays Lonely-hearted lovers struggle in dark
pain of my crews' treachery You fucked up, we know who you are, where ya live We got your place ran up to a cop on the tick We'll hit your block so hard
and wail in ghastly pain While digging deep inside, insane. Inflict a wound you heal in vain As blood pours black from pierced veins They crush and cut, the dark
killed your wounded child? Or the man that crashed your sisters plane claiming he was sent of god? And when she died in your arms, late that night in the dark
I didn't let myself to arise! Too many injuries I have, To many bleeding wounds, Lying on the ground I leave you my words... Choking, we are unable to breathe, The darkest
gangsters criminals dealers with drugs Loud music crowds are moving up and down blocks In and out of spots cops watch for a foul shooting So how we moving
name and it won't be long 'Til you feel that fire vanish, shot up in your bones And this is what we hear Through the dark and through our fears And even
we got a problem Chorus Bitch we got a problem Yeah We got a problem Bitch we got a problem We got a problem, problem, problem We got a problem, yes, yes We
always something left to say! when i recite these simple words that can't describe you. our darkest days, are laid to rest buy locking them inside. and every night we
eyes open your mouth, swallow, swallow lies Moth breath fluttering He whispered to me the violence of silence We have a terrible secret that we must
you now i'm off my knees now you're begging me "please" i'm the wound & the weapon the fracture & the fist [chorus] my organs are rotting, my enemies are
Today we don't know Who we are Ashamed, hiding behind the scars Too many times We let the things we feel Get in the way of letting us Heal the wounds
re just trying to hide from the dark I don't know if you'll ever lose your wounds And the marks tell a story nobody would chose The black dogs are
