If they could talk, assured they'd say You're wasting your time, your wasting your days Rotting flesh, Remains left in ash In concert will hiss… “It's over in a flash!”
Are you making the most of your time? Before you join us in the black
Don't let what matters slip through your bare hands Until such a time as you no longer can Memories in dust cry out and imply “Live like you know you're going to die”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
