Baby I’m wounded, the pain, it is passing
Can you hold back the show for a while?
And with the hat that I’m wearing, the storms around blowing
And baby it’s time to go on
Construction is holding and the wood, it is cracking
And the thoughts are all starting to fall
And it’s more to say than words been said
And people are climbing the wall
Let it rain, let it pour
Let these skeletons jock at my door
Lay the past and the pain
Yea, the things that can’t hold me no more
Breathe in deep, let it out
Wash the bitterness sound of your mind
There’s no room left for darkness
When you’re filled with the light it comes out
The truth hurts the worst so you might as well face it
So the slate can again be wiped clean
Stand on the shore of tomorrow’s horizon
Let music set you free
Let it rain, let it pour
Let these skeletons jock at my door
Lay the past and the pain
Yea, the things that can’t hold me no more
Breathe in deep, let it out
Wash the bitterness sound of your mind
There’s no room left for darkness
When you’re filled with the light it comes out
It’s a colder on Fridays, all sinners and thieves
Fill their ears with the music that sets their hearts free
I smash these things til my fingers bleed
Lay down all your worries to sing that to me
Let it rain, let it pour
Let these skeletons jock at my door
Lay the past and the pain
Yea, the things that can’t hold me no more
Breathe in deep, let it out
Wash the bitterness sound of your mind
There’s no room left for darkness
When you’re filled with the light
There’s no room left for darkness baby
There’s no room left for darkness
When you’re filled with the light it comes out
compositores: CLAY COOK, JOHN HOPKINS, ZAC BROWN, JAMES DE MARTINI, DURRETTE WYATT BEASLEY III, BRADLEY PETER STELLA
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