Machine Head - Deafening Silence Lyrics
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Deafening Silence
Deafening Silence Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Deafening Silence By Machine Head?
Well She looked right into my
Eyes and said to me The hurt that you try to Hide is killing me You drink a thousand lies, To freeze the past in time I've tried to fill this Silence up But now it's back again See the pain in my eyes See the scars deep inside My God, I'm down in this Hole again With the laughter I smile With the tears that I cry Keep going down this road Called life She says that I'm insecure I guess she's right 'Cause just when I think I'm sure, alone at night The agonies come back, this Pain won't let me be I try to fill the silence up But now it's back again See the pain in my eyes See the scars deep inside My God, I'm down in this Hole again With the laughter I smile With the tears that I cry Keep going down this road Called life Don't need your sympathy I just want for this silence To stop killing me It's deafening It's deafening This silence inside me I try to fill the silence up But now it's back again It's empty like a suicide This pain inside See the pain in my eyes See the scars deep inside My God, I'm down in this Hole again With the laughter I smile With the tears that I cry Keep going down this road Called life Don't need your sympathy I just want for this silence To stop killing me |
Who Wrote Deafening Silence By Machine Head?
Adam Duce, Robert Conrad Flynn, Ahrue Luster, Dave Mcclain
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