Who's up next? Who's got a
burning to get something off their chest? Please tell me what
I'm doing wrong, cause after all you'd know best. Your words
fall on deaf ears my friend and you're a stranger in my eyes,so
I'm taking back my long lost life and buring all your lies. Off
your chest and onto mine, without you in my life everything
would be fine. I feel too old and i'm far too young, if it wasn't
for your blackened heart this song would go unsung. QUick to
hear, slow to speak, and slow to wrath. It's getting harder to
breath with all this weight on my chest, what can I do about
it? I carry enough weight from my own burdens without tak-
ing on yours.
