Evana

Call me a broken fool, let me keep my gains, you don't care do you, if i dance with strangers, wave before a rushing train, your lies are more faithful, who can stand those mules, dreaming of hope again, as tho they had the tools, give me money let me rage, in your eyes there's no pain, ached for years displayed, when they paid winter fuel, turn your head made of clay, now you don't know what to do, all the world sees through, your pious gaze, no one has a clue, when i sing your name.