Papa Roach - Black Clouds Lyrics
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Black Clouds
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What Are The Lyrics For Black Clouds By Papa Roach?
This is making me crazy
These black clouds following me So I look for signs of light But rarely I see them I return to my shelter And I crawl in a bottle I'm losing my will for this So over emotional Black clouds They rain down But they can't kill the sun Confession Of depression This life I'm second-guessing Like ashes To ashes I always seem to fall down I'm tired Of running It's time to face my demons Confession Of depression This life I'm second-guessing My emotions are storming And tears fall just like rain Pain strikes like lightning Despair is becoming my friend I return to my shelter And I crawl in a bottle I'm losing my will for this So over emotional Black clouds They rain down But they can't kill the sun Confession Of depression This life I'm second-guessing Like ashes To ashes I always seem to fall down I'm tired Of running It's time to face my demons Confession Of depression This life I'm second-guessing Black clouds They rain down But they can't kill the sun Inside Still looking for signs of light These black clouds keep following me I return to my shelter And I crawl in a bottle Black clouds They rain down But they can't kill the sun Confession Of depression This life I'm second-guessing Like ashes To ashes I always seem to fall down I'm pushing Myself to A point of self destruction Confession Of depression This life I'm second-guessing I'm tired Of running It's time to face my demons Confession Of depression This life I'm second-guessing Black clouds They rain down But they can't kill the son Inside |
Who Wrote Black Clouds By Papa Roach?
David Buckner, Jacoby Shaddix, Jerry Horton, Tobin Esperance
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