Broken Homes

from World of Hate by Widower

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buried in my grave another victim of this world i call home i try to pace myself i feel my heart beat through my coat my veins explode in the end theres no blood left in my pen im a ghost watch me pass through broken homes i think i feel my fear taking control of my bones i found a place to call home i found a place to call my own everytime i try to look back i collapse quick to catch my breath then im at it again im calling it quits on a life that has felt so valueless im not afraid im only being cautious i feel sick in the head the son of bad intentions im full of demons shoot me dead i try to pace myself i feel my heart beat through my coat my veins explode im a ghost watch me pass through broken homes i found my place only longing to feel my soulpass through broken homes i think i feel my fear taking control of my bones i found a place to call home

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from World of Hate, released August 5, 2014

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Midwest Melodic Hardcore

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