Gnawing Pains

The cycle is destined to repeat the past
Lovers and others fall into it's trap
Feel the heat, furrow the Brough
Keeping it silent, tearing it out
One day you'll be free
Swear that you'll change
Fall into the path
Your family has made
Mothers cover slowly fades
Fathers Anger Smothers Son
The cycle is destined to repeat the past
Lovers and others fall into it's trap
Feel the heat, furrow the Brough
Keeping it silent, tearing it out
Anger smothers