paroles de chanson Nevermore. (feat. Jordan Nitchoff) - Jeremiah Bligen feat. Jordan Nitchoff

I've been living in this world for too long
Many things happen here that go wrong
I wanna be stuck in Your paradise
God I want to be with You in paradise

You ain't got a dollar, You ain't worth a cent
Life made that clear, here, From the jump
He's gassed up, racing to get it the fast way
Loading up them shells, Black Mask, Sawed off Pump
Good Gawd
Have mercy on a wretched heart
We don't know better, even when we do
That Pride of Life, Got us lying to ourselves
Scars got us jaded. And we'll kill to take what we think is due
Oh Lord
Stepping on each other, For a piece of cloth
For a dead man's portrait, kill the living off
This Hell here, Can't be the means and the ends
At best its average and the mediums a 10
Fair in height
Yeah, the tensions High
Too many Cells See Us
Sight, Restrained, Minds
But Virgil There is hope
In the Heat of the Night
The light of the world

Comes to make all things right
Salute

Time Ceases
And Break, the boundaries of this life, To Pieces
And Shake, the foundation of sin is wasted away
Eternal the presence of love we yearn for its wake
A place, where hatred ends and lust is gone

The panting, of our souls no longer prolonged
The darkness, plaguing our hearts is cured and all
Things made new, hope in you, it won't be long
Nah

You ain't got a dollar, you ain't worth a cent
Life - made that clear, here, From the jump
He's out to get it the snatch, stash and dash way
Wall Street Wolfing, Leo riding white collar up
Good God
Have mercy on a wretched heart
We don't know better, even when we do
Thirst of the eyes, made us slaves to desire
Lust stuck to our roots, blood stained to the tooth
Selling off our daughters for change
Fathers are lame, sons minds, slaughtered, enslaved
Justice estranged
Selling our souls for some fame
Hearts are in pain
Low down dark dirty shame
Word to the Wayans
Hold on, there's hope

We really don't belong hair
Pompadour
We will overcome it all
Through faith in the Lord
There is hope for the Raven
When He cries to the source

A place where honey overflows (home)
And [?] our faces on the [?]
You can't keep me away

There is only One I obey
Paradise I'm on my way (home)
On the edge of nevermore
Tomorrow's lies still kill my soul
But tomorrow will just have to wait
[?] forever doesn't mean today
Paradise I'm on my way (21 gun salute)

Nothing on this earth is going to steal my faith
Take this joy
Remove this grace
Redeemer of my soul
Creator of everything
Keeper of every tear
The Soother of every pain
Giver of salvation
The Lamb that was slain
Strength to weary
Peace to the waves, we're
Walking on this water no our legs won't faint
Keeper of the Saint
That's worms for the Raven
Yeah