How could i expect love or trust
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the people here are lost
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we live with holes in our hearts
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blood in our mouths
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how could you have done that to them
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they were your children
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raped and beaten
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do you still wear that hard on?
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these are good days anyway
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i just feel so much rage
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but we have each other
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and i will hold you and hold you
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until your tears stop
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until the past gets buried again
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i talk so much shit
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stay positive, stay positive
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i'm feeling fucking negative
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when all my anger builds up
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when i imagine what it looked like
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when they bled
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you fucked up my friends
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we come to this place this age
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with hearts that are welted and bleeding
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somehow you have to take back
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those years and your fear
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from the people who hurt you
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i am not your father
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not your rapist
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not like the past
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i am not the ones who left
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but still you regard me
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with that hint of unease
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will there ever be trust
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the people i know
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have grown strong with beatings
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i'm feeling like our strength
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could be our greatest weakness
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i'm trying to prove
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someone can love you
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i'm trying to stand by your side
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Trust
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American Steel |