you harp like a screamer you lie like the rest when you're in your sleep you polish the dreamers but you die like the rest when the cutter comes to creep you wish for it fairer but you collapse on me just as i relate you forget i'm a stander waiting for something to come and deliver me grace just like a dirty movie in which you want to rescue the girl in the tailspin even though she belongs there scrape the gutters at the edge cut like flowers in the alley burn the lula divinia's ashes now who's that lurking in the shadows scrape the gutters at the edge cut like flowers in the alley burn the lula divinia's ashes now who's that lurking in the shadows begging to bleed you made a believer out of me when i most hated praise you cost me the failure that i prepped myself from a life in pain you gutted the mother complex in me as i shot from the gate you scratched at my third gear waiting for me to catch up and catch fire just like a dirty movie in which you want to rescue the girl in the tailspin even though she belongs there i begged you for stronger command as i sank down to my knees but i couldn't be wronger as i followed your hand to a much much darker place scrape the gutters at the edge cut like flowers in the alley burn the lula divinia's ashes now who's that lurking in the shadows scrape the gutters at the edge cut like flowers in the alley burn the lula divinia's ashes now who's that lurking in the shadows begging to bleed scrape the gutters at the edge who's that lurking in the shadows begging to bleed... begging to bleed... begging to bleed... begging to bleed... begging to bleed... begging to bleed... begging to bleed... begging to bleed... begging to bleed... begging to bleed...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
