November rain, I suffered in pain, water falling so hard like my heart at your feet, stampled upon and into the gutter, twisted, churned and washed out to sea, you couldn't care less, I'm drowning hear, as you can see.

I'm suffocated, can't breath, this pain doesn't ease, you drift further away, while I stay put, hung up by my foot, slamming on rocks, bleeding all over, cuts down my legs. While your in bed like a fox, you prey on your victim underneath, promises -promises you whisper in the night, disappear by day and haunted at night. 

For at night you can hide, sneak up on your prey, if they could see the real you, they wouldn't stay, evil inside is all that exists, darkness follows you like a fog that won't shift. 

Victims follow me as there washed out to sea, we will drown together at the bottom of the sea but go into heaven as we're good inside, have never hidden nor lied. While you spend eternity in pain surrounded by mess, evil indeed, now we couldn't care less.