Testo The Death Of The Good Souls Brandi Winks
Dare I bury my poor head away from what is done
Or watch this world hang in silence for what it has become
Because all I see all around me is a wasteland full of death
And I can't help but wonder if there are any good souls left
Everybody's dying
No one here is trying
Cheating, stealing, lying
Everybody's dying
Are there any good souls left?
