Max says everybody's angry Max says he'll never leave his home Max says that heaven's another place It's there his grandparents have gone Max has ten years on this birthday A year ago this world had made him cry Max sees his world through the brightness Eyes to learn Hope to glow in the dark And he will aim toward the sky Deep blue. The silver lined white clouds divide Max says everybody's nasty Says they start too many fights Max wrote a letter to god today His god could never tell lies Max says he's always been faithful He prays for them Max bets they all will be saved And he will aim toward the sky Deep blue. The silver lined white clouds so divine But Max won't get what he asked for Not here. Not now In the end we will leave him a pile Mountains of anguish assured for his climb And Max inherits his birthright Inbred. InbornTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
