Holy Mess (The)

The Weight
The weigh is pushing down It's getting hard to breathe I wished I had Tossing and turning Building and burning Cruising every step along the way And now the world should end The same way it began Throughout this emptiness We are just wasting away So raise your glass in the door And watch us all fall down 'get back up again And now the world should end The same way it began Throughout this emptiness We are just wasting away The weights we have will never break our backs The weight it had, the way it broke our backs From Letras Mania