The summer storm brings the breaking news from the west horizon their words are cold,
THEIR EMPTY PROMISES WON’T HEAL OR FEED US NOW WE’RE LOSING HOPE,
Don’t even think we’ll make it through this brand new year we’ve got the scars,
we’ve got the bars erected all around us ….
COLD ARE, THE HANDS …. OF THE BLESSED AMERICANS! [x2]
KEEP ON LOOKING ,YOU CAN’T QUITE FEEL THEM!
this summer storm brings the breaking news from the west horizon their words are cold
THEIR EMPTY PROMISES WON’T HEAL OR FEED US NOW WE’RE LOSING HOPE,
Don’t even think we’ll make it through this brand new year we’ve got the scars,
we’ve got the bars erected all around us ….
COLD ARE THE HANDS …..OF THE BLESSED AMERICANS
keep on looking, you can’t quite feel them [x2]
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