starting like a little storm
but it's will to take over
i can hear it's bitter cries
underneath my tongue it hides
the reason why i started this
in the end you're no stronger of hand
you are no stronger of heart
we'll be tragically torn apart
if we can't control the storm
turning hands to angry fists
crying all your lullabies
wondering how we could try to stop this useless fight
the reason why i started this
in the end you're no stronger of hand
you are no stronger of heart
we'll be tragically torn apart
if we can't control the storm