Till The Clouds Clear

what's left to say with all that's come and gone?
 words get in the way and anyway the devil's got your tongue
 and a storm brews inside and there's nowhere to hide
 it's gonna blow your cover sky high
 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
 burn burn burn
 what you gonna do
 when the storm takes over?
 oh 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
 burn burn burn
 what you gonna do
 when the storm the storm takes over you?
 can you hold this thing?
 can you hold this thing?
 till the clouds clear...