Senses Fail - Slow Song Lyrics
The treasure is found within the broken hearts"X" marks the spot where the dig beginsWhere we just scream, but no one can hearTrapped in our own private hellsSo how can we find ourselvesIt will be so bluntDrop it, it willAnd keep a shotgun near youAnd it will spill outFill the glass to the brimThat are soaked with fearThe treasure is found within the broken hearts"X" marks the spot where the dig beginsWhere we just scream, but no one can hearTrapped in our own private hellsSo how can we find ourselvesThen the string won't holdAnd if you leave it slackThen the string will breakWell if you pull to hardThat are soaked with fearTo Be at one with all your life,So how can we find ourselvesTrapped in our own private hellsWhere we just scream, but no one can hearTo Be at one with all your life,And do without doing a thingDon't try too hard to understandOr you'll miss the,miss the point at hand
