Stuck in my sight it's sealing off all the guilt Deep in the vortex with nowhere to quit to left Left unprotected for memories to fade Flatterned by the weight of the oncoming hate Oncoming hate Oncoming hate Oncoming hate
Pinned to the wall by the truth and the fistings Peeling sences off it opens the instincts Following guidelines and ripping out fears Smashing through walls and breaking your spears Breaking your spears Breaking your spears Breaking your spears
Going through space it brings out the ashes Scattered by the winds to hilite the importance Of this very moment supposing it is worth the time, the effort - Something like a chore left off somewhere in the beginning, When it all was grayscale and therefor remained unattended For ages, but in fact it was something more - it was
The end
And if I've failed I'm sorry And if failed don't worry Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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