Bourbon For Roses – Maybe Things Will Turn Out Great lyrics

Waking up is like falling a sleep again in a nightmare
Black hands of despair are pushing me,but it keeps me alive
Letters of war that are covered in mud,that you sent me
During our 5 day war,infiltrate like spies and blow up the engines
But the shields remain intact and deflect razor sharp words
Maybe things will turn out great
Maybe things will turn out great
just remember that tears burn harder