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Communic

Genres: Metal

Frozen Asleep In The Park Lyrics - Communic

Never reveal the family secrets 

Hide the rats in your basement 

There's an old lady in her gray rags 

Who always sleeps in the park 

 

Nothing can ever change the past 

Her eyes look like they were made of glass 

But now there is no more pain to feel 

This morning she was found stone cold in the park 

 

Drawn into drugs 

To drain the pain 

Cold with fever 

Deny or face the fact 

 

It's not that far away from here 

Not far away from where we live 

 

A siren sounds and break the silence of the night 

Minds getting black, no reconnection at all 

 

Destined to schedule a new meeting 

Reach the human mind in the mirror 

Nothing is left but the door to the soul 

But you've been put on hold again, again 

 

Details revealed in the morning paper 

Rumors spreading like fire in dry grass 

 

Nothing can ever change the past 

Her pale skin was torn by years in despairs 

But now there is no more pain to feel 

This morning she was found stone cold in the park 

 

Destined to schedule a new meeting 

Reach the human mind into the mirror, into the mirror 

 

Take a good look 

Into the eyes of the weak 

Let's throw them all away 

Like rats in the streets 

 

Paramedics are closing the black bag 

Kids are playing, laughing in the park 

No place to call home, no one even cares 

There is always a dark family secret to hide 

 

An old picture of the family queen 

She didn't leave them anything 

In the shadows the society feeds 

Frozen asleep in the park 

 

Drawn into drugs 

To drain the pain 

Cold with fever 

Deny or face the fact 

 

It's not that far away from here 

Not far away from where we live 

 

The siren sounds for the fifth time this night 

My mind is black, just another night in the park 

 

Destined to schedule a new meeting 

Get another fill to keep the blanket warm 

Nothing is left but the door to the soul 

But you've been put on hold again 

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