The healing process letra

buses are still the same, late and packed
tides are still the same, doing what the moon says
life always wasted, oh them... the useless
you bet they'll undoubtedly pass on their uselessness

streets are still violent
and when the night falls you give yourself to mortality going for a walk
is it what you really hope will happen?
you think it might feel like your favorite drug when it finally kicks in?

the harder I try the less I see any point in life
the harder I try the less I see any point in life or in god's designs
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any point in god's designs
any point in life
is it god's desire?

nothing was the same, I was a little insane
I didn't know what to do for, oh lord, I missed you so
and days were endless and it was so painful
life was upside down with you then without you

when I thought everything was like it was meant to be
a hairpin bend and a jackknifed lorry took you away from me
when I thought everything was like it was meant to be
a carcrash on a rainy day took you away from me

the harder...

Terrorturbo - Letras

• A Painkiller Called Honesty
• Blow
• Dipsomania Calls
• Hold On To The Ones Who Love You
• It Should Be Enough
• Page 4
• The Hasty Nod
• The healing process