Nuclear Rain.

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© rootshell
jeremy's pacing up and down the street
he had no friends and nothing to eat
i could of helped but i chose to be weak
wandering...like a rolling stone

nobody's home when your father cheats
nobody's home when your mother speaks
nobody's home when you're called a freak
wandering...like a rolling stone

a thousand days gone by
piercing my dark skies
any other way
nuclear rain today

he packed a pistol, liquor in his veins
with cold steel trying to mop up the stains
no turning back from the lies and the pain
he's wandering...like a rolling stone

a thousand days gone by
piercing my dark skies
any other way
nuclear rain today

i was forged by a system
not forged by a man
i was forged by a system
i was forged by your hands

your stain my pain
the fallout of the nuclear rain