Shiver runs down my spine not a thing in my room to find
like in a prison, i sit in the corner of the room my feelings grow, at least they bloom
and i feel like i crawl inside myself walls comming nearer and nearer everyday i feel like i'll never come back from this trip
sometimes i breathe my own pain and i see poison's the only thing - it's there for me
like in a prison, i sit in the corner of the room my feelings grow, at least they bloom
and i feel like i crawl inside myself walls comming nearer and nearer everyday i feel like i'll never come back from this trip [from this trip] [from this trip] [from this trip] [from this trip]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
