All good come to those who wait nOr so they say nAnd after the sunshine comes the rain nIt feels like pain after pain nnWe may be over the past nAnd we forget real fast nBut is the past over us nI doubt nnAnd in the desert I´m crawling nAnd into the sand I´m falling nBut I´ll be back on my feet again nI hope nnWalking into the whiskey bar nThere´s alot of people i don´t care for nAnd the woman I´m gonna love some day nI lived through my life without touching the pain nnI´m stumbing out of the whiskey bar nThe sun replaced with a mourning star nYou lived your life like a neon slave nAll the different paths leading to the grave nnAll of us are dyingnIn our own arms nnAll of us are dyingnIn our own arms nnAll of us are dyingnIn our own arms nIn the end nnAll of us are dyingnIn our own arms nIn the end