Music

The Day That Never Comes

Written By Hetfield/Ulrich/Hammett/Trujillo

Born to push you around
Better just stay down
You pull away
He hits the flesh
You hit the ground

Mouth so full of lies
Tend to black your eyes
Just keep them closed
Keep praying
Just keep waiting

	Waiting for the one
	The day that never comes
	When you stand up and feel the warmth
	But the son shine never comes
	No, the son shine never comes

Push you cross that line,
Just stay down this time
Hide in yourself
Crawl in yourself
You'll have your time

God I'll make them pay
Take it back one day
I'll end this day
I'll splatter color on this gray

	Waiting for the one
	The day that never comes
	When you stand up and feel the warmth
	But the son shine never comes

Love... is a four letter word,
And never spoken here
Love... is a four letter word,
Here in this prison

I suffer this no longer,
I'll put an end to this, I swear
This, I swear 
The son will shine
This, I swear,
This, I swear,
This, I swear!