Guyatone

<br>She can take the words I make<br>And trade me for the idea to strip my face,<br>And hang me with the skin<br>Hang me with the skin<br>Stained reminders are dividers we`ve all lied<br>We`ve all tried to gain relief<br>From real life nightmares<br>From real life hells<br>Sometimes I just want to yell<br>That I want to give it away<br>That I want to give it away<br>It`s burning a hole in my head<br>That I want to give it away<br>That I want to give it away<br>It`s burning a hole in my head <br><br>Who needs all this pain to live inside their bones<br>Remind them of the point that love once entered<br>So you search your soul<br>So you seach your soul<br>But stained reminders are dividers<br>We`ve all lied, we`ve all tried<br>To gain relief from real life nightmares<br>From real life hells<br>Sometimes I just want to yell<br>That I want to give it away<br>That I want to give it away