Casket کے بول

Empty playgrounds of the living Lonely swingsets of the dead It must be nice in heaven to have an angel to heal the subtle silence in your head So no more crying tonight "all there is are bad dreams" and the yelling from the pain silent stories i have told you precious moments never spent you've had another bad day up here in heaven! all the silent spaces in your head so no more crying tonight "all there is are bad dreams" and the yelling from the pain everything is gone! everything's just fine! the monkey bars live lightning and the slide takes me away from evil looks and bloodshot eyes empty playgrounds of the living lonely swingsets of the dead