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Description
Filthy
Written,Produced, & recorded by:
Shawn Keown in 2010
Theres got to be something better than this, this is getting old
When a heart could be bought & sold
Seeking shelter from a world that has become so cold
If this is the hand that Ive been delt I fold
Through the lies of the quite breeze are silent whispers fortold
Stitched to the infectous tissue, as you shall reap what you sow
But, If there just words then why do they hurt so bad
Losing any shred of self- respect that I've ever had
But, let me tell you...
Chorus:
I felt so cold inside
But, would you even notice?
How could you ignore this?
But, maybe for just one moment I wont feel so Filthy
When theres no emtion left in me till its empty
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
Whatever happened to in god we trust?
We must charish these scars before what may seem never was
Did I do this for love?
I know that being sorry will never be enouph
How could you sell me out just to save youself?
You wouldnt even bare your hand to offer help
Chorus:
I felt so cold inside
But, would you even notice?
How could you ignore this?
But, maybe for just one moment I wont feel so Filthy
When theres no emtion left in me till its empty
Father who art in heaven
Father be thy name
Ive been banned from returning to the kingdom to hide from such permenate shame
Enslave the child unto these conditions to remain
Staind in dirt
To suffer from the hurt thats become so inhumane
Chorus:
We All felt so cold inside
But, would you even notice?
How could you ignore this?
But, maybe for just one moment We wont feel so Filthy
When theres no emtion left in me till its empty
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