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Diary of the Dead

from Attempts to Hide the Pain by Pass of Aggression

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Nevermind the scars, it's gone too far,
Just show me where it hurts,
Just beneath the surface rest where evil left it's filthy curse
You try to hold it in but then
Suppression only makes it worse
The damage left behind in time
It breaks the spirit first
In a drop of rain, I see the pain the secret to your worth
Traces of your tears still stain the face, now they convey the thirst
A Need to find some peace, its what we seek, it's why we walk the earth
It's so unfair, to leave you here
No comfort in the dirt
In a grain of sand, are the reasons we see fit
Feel the ground beneath your feet, the Dirt clenched inside your fist
There's rest for weary souls
If one should only ask
Peel away the layers on top and open up the past
After what I felt
You may need my help
We share the same blood shed
So reveal to me
with no more privacy
From the diary of the dead
I see the bruises left behind there known to make you lose your grip
Hold on to your consciousness it's all that keeps your off the cliff
It's true the struggle wears you down and death seems like it's heaven sent
But once it overcomes your senses life becomes irrelevant
In a grain of sand we see the answers that all seem to fit
We feel the ground beneath our feet and clench the dirt tight in our fist
No matter how you cry the time won't slow the chill upon the lips
A troubled birth a broken life a journey you eclipse
In a drop of rain
Are the reasons why you search
Trace the tears along your skin
Watch em fall slowly back to earth
There's rest for weary souls
If one should only ask
Peel away the layers on top and open up the past
After what I felt
You may need my help
We share the same blood shed
So reveal to me
with no more privacy
From the diary of the dead
From the diary
I read of you
drank the wine
now I bleed of you
Call it irony
cause what I need from you
is for you now
just to see it through
And from the diary
I leave to you
in detail what I breath and do
In my entirety what I said to
Might as well be dead with you
There's rest for weary souls
If one should only ask
Peel away the layers on top and open up the past
After what I felt
You may need my help
We share the same blood shed
So reveal to me
with no more privacy
From the diary
From the diary
From the diary
From the diary
From the Diary of the Dead

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from Attempts to Hide the Pain, track released July 4, 2014

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Pass of Aggression Grand Rapids, Michigan

Pass of Aggression Rap/Rock Nu-metal group. The creation of: Vocalist John Lee, Lead Guitarist "R.O.B.", Rhythm Guitarist "Sir" Matthew Nelson & Drummer Marc Courtright. Pass of Aggression has been touring (formerly a Vintage) and building a fan base since early 2004.
They've established a unique sound, interlacing hip-hop rhymes and rock vocals, over electric guitar riffs and punk-esqe rhythms. ... more

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