World Of Hurt

(альбом: I Hear Black - 1993)

Aggravation fueling me
Money powered, hypocrisy
I have no feelings, you're much the same
We have no feelings, we feel no pain

I am numb to all I see
This the way it has to be
Gone is hope, gone is need
I know stone don't bleed

What's it worth? If I die
What's the reason? They all cry
I have no feelings, too much the same
Not my problem, I feel no blame

We are blind and we are cold
We're afraid of growing old
We are numb to all we see
Nothing sacred

Backs turned to madness
Backs to misery and I put the
Brush to the canvas
An' paint a world
Paint my world of

Hurt
World of hurt
Of hurt

We are blind and we are cold
Still afraid of growing old
We are numb to all we see
Nothing sacred

Hurt
Paints my world of hurt
Paints my world, in my world of
In my world of hurt