Motion sickness Something to fret about indecend talking Spinning, gurning Walking with the dead tonight
The taste Burst through your rib cage Poison your lips, ash in your throat You want this, nothing The taste Burst through your rib cage Poison your lips, ash in your throat You want this, craving While you sleep
Throwing punches Nothing to fear here a growing hunger Burning, yurning Walking with the dead tonight
The taste Burst through your rib cage Poison your lips, ash in your throat You want this, nothing The taste Burst through your rib cage Poison your lips, ash in your throat You want this, craving Craving
Days fading, fading away Secret shadows dance on your face
Sleep While you... sleep
The taste Burst through your rib cage Poison your lips, ash in your throat You want this, nothing The taste Burst through your rib cage Poison your lips, ash in your throat You want this, craving When it comes When darkness falls Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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