Kayla — текст песни (Holy Mother)

I`ve got this feeling from the inside out
Somehow I made it through the rain
A good and evil battle with my soul
Now I`ve been tempted by the pain

I saw you yesterday on deposition lane
But you had nothing left to say
My life without you is a future run away
But nothing still matters, and nothing`s the same

Kayla, Kayla, your rotten soul
Every time I look at you I can`t control
Kayla, Kayla, your eyes can tell
You left me standing by the wishing well

Another weekend of your lying, your crying
Your raining on my parade
And now you`re dancing with the ghost in the closet
You`re playing with fire
Your head`s getting higher

Kayla, Kayla, your rotten soul
Every time I look at you I can`t control
Kayla, Kayla, your eyes can tell
You left me standing by the wishing well

Kayla, Kayla, your rotten soul
Every time I look at you I can`t control
Kayla, Kayla, your eyes can tell
You left me standing by the wishing well

Kayla, Kayla, your rotten soul
Every time I look at you I can`t control
Kayla, Kayla, your eyes can tell
You left me standing by the wishing well