Soil. El Chupacabra. She. Zeneszám

Fools say that I've lost my way
They say that from my path I've strayed away
Who'll clear my way to a better day
Who'll cleanse my veins and take all my pains away

She takes me in, she holds me in
She keeps me away from my sin
She makes me feel, she makes me real
She give me time to heal and

I never want to see the pain scar her face again and
I never want to leave the warm embrace of my true friend

Sitting back I realize
The mistakes I've made
Moving forward hope to find a simpler way
Feel as if the Gods have damned my everyday

She takes me in, she holds me in
She keeps me away from my sin
She makes me feel, she makes me real
She give me time to heal and

I never want to see the pain scar her face again and
I never want to leave the warm embrace of my true friend