In the shadows all alone
There's tiny angels of skin and bone
Eyes black with wounds open
Every day the walls are closing in
When the devil's home the hell begins
Yet we look the other way
And not a word is spoken
Where will they run to tomorrow
Who will chip away the frozen tears
Who will take away the sorrow
Who will make it disappear
Small voices scream from the darkest corners of the world
Small voices scream out loud but they're never heard
You created me but you don't own me
To me you're nothing but pain and lies
You are the source of all my suffering
I can't break free no matter how hard I try
When a child is abused, we condone shooting the abuser
For who is anyone to deny them a future.
Gods Of Centaurus - Voices Lyrics
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In the shadows all alone
There's tiny angels of skin and bone
Eyes black with wounds open
Every day the walls are closing in
When the devil's home the hell begins
Yet we look the other way
And not a word is spoken
Where will they run to tomorrow
Who will chip away the frozen tears
Who will take away the sorrow
Who will make it disappear
Small voices scream from the darkest corners of the world
Small voices scream out loud but they're never heard
You created me but you don't own me
To me you're nothing but pain and lies
You are the source of all my suffering
I can't break free no matter how hard I try
When a child is abused, we condone shooting the abuser
For who is anyone to deny them a future.
There's tiny angels of skin and bone
Eyes black with wounds open
Every day the walls are closing in
When the devil's home the hell begins
Yet we look the other way
And not a word is spoken
Where will they run to tomorrow
Who will chip away the frozen tears
Who will take away the sorrow
Who will make it disappear
Small voices scream from the darkest corners of the world
Small voices scream out loud but they're never heard
You created me but you don't own me
To me you're nothing but pain and lies
You are the source of all my suffering
I can't break free no matter how hard I try
When a child is abused, we condone shooting the abuser
For who is anyone to deny them a future.
Writer: Jeffrey Matthews
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid