Kill the mind, mind, mind with your hands of cold Kill the mind, mind, mind with your hands of cold
Against a page of the lady ripped by thorns and broken with flaws Spill to the floor and then we’ll crawl to safety of a love you need
Hear this voice take its toll Feel my love through your soul Left with nothing to fight
Kill the mind, mind, mind with your hands of cold Kill the mind, mind, mind with your hands of cold
Here in her arms you used to feel moved oh It is warm for a moment… gone Set her free from the things you seek oh How far will broken wings fall?
Hear this voice take its toll Feel my love through your soul Left with nothing to fight
Kill the mind, mind, mind with your hands of cold Kill the mind, mind, mind with your hands of coldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
