by Malachi
(R. Jones/M. Trofa/G.Nigro/A. Carbo III/G.Scheffler)
Verse 1:
They say your heart is cold and shallow.
And your soul is there, but hollow.
Your expression is hard and callous.
(bridge) The feeling is gone from your life.
Thanks to the grief, the fights and your strife.
(chorus) Now it's all just desperate hours, the body cowers.
It's all just desperate hours, like Satan's power.
It's all just desperate hours, like brittle flowers.
Now it's, desperate hours.
Verse 2:
They say your eyes are empty glasses.
And you stare as your life passes.
Your obsession with God has passed.
(bridge 2)
The words that you speak are not true.
Why do you look with all the world's view?
(repeat chorus)
Verse 3:
You say you'll live with just a small taste.
And your crime is that you're two faced.
Deviation has been your downfall.
(bridge 3)
The way that you live is not much.
God's gonna heal with his touch.
(Repeat Chorus)
Now it's Desperate Hours
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