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They come with their cameras theyâre coming for me
Lanterns and pitchforks, wants and their needs
Iâm not asking for sympathy
In the eye of the storm youâll find me
Before I could talk it was taken from me
Before I could walk it was breaking
Needing shelter, I crawled and I kneeled
In the eye of the storm youâll find me
They lied when they said the core was at ease
Overwhelming forces are gathering
Hold you down
I canât breathe
In the eye of the storm youâll loose me
You watch from above, the smell of defeat
The flashing and thunder, tell me whatâs real
Under these same clouds I made my warnings
In the eye of the storm youâll loose me
In the eye of the storm thereâs no release
In the eye of the storm thereâs no dreams
- Álbum:
- Caravan
- Creature of Habit