Heavy Handed Lyrics & Chords By Sickness

Born into a world where words are wasted. Actions never speak at all. Quick is the cloak that's covered in smoke to fill his pockets behind closed doors. Feasting on the prayers of...read more

It's only getting harder Talking to you without falling down And this house keeps getting darker We used to love, now all we do is shout If we're cutting any corners ...read more