Rain hits the windshield And tires give way And for a moment Just a moment ...
And you whisper, you whisper "It's your anxiety"
Tell me why you're scared Tell me why you cannot sleep And I won't do a thing
And shore lines spread out infinite In four-four time with wasted breath. Their spinning heads Don't make a dent in you ... And you whisper in my ears "it's your anxiety"
Fearlessly we brave the darkest streets that we know. Living dead, We don't heed a word that they say. Fearsome, though we are... I still have one on youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
