Hope - Shane

Don’t play around who killed my voice？

Don’t play around who killed my voice？

Don’t play around who killed my voice？

Don’t play around who killed my voice？

I’m too sad to be mad

Repeated murders

so god became a reason for wars

I’m too sad

Keep dreaming of the day when I find the many questions.

All for the lost days

Keep dreaming of the day when I find the many questions.

All for the lost days

What a rotten world

Am i mad than you？

No time for bullshit

Go back the way you came

And ask him about it

«Hey, who killed my voice？»

Keep dreaming of the day when I find the many questions.

All for the lost days

Keep dreaming of the day when I find the many questions.

All for the lost days