::if you ever

::0What's left to say with all that's come and gone
::Words get in the way and anyway the devils got your tongue
::And a storm brews inside and there's nowhere to hide
::It's gonna blow your cover sky high
::But if you let this thing go, it's gonna burn, it's gonna burn
::You're gonna take the whole world with you when you go
::Oh oh oh what you gonna do ?
::When the storm takes over
::Oh oh oh what you gonna do ?
::When the storm takes over
::So here you are, demons screaming in your head
::You try to shut them out but they just get louder instead
::And nothing you do can seem to break through
::This darkness smothering you
::When it takes hold, your heart turns cold
::The very soul seeps out of you
::Oh oh oh what you gonna do ?
::When this storm, this storm takes over you
::Can you hold this thing
::Can you hold this thing
::Oh oh oh oh oooh


::'Til the clouds clear