Dreamers, dreaming Dreaming us home, dreamin' up Place to hide Place not so black and white
Do we break? Are we frail? Too much to take
With sticks and stones, a bloody nose We'll come back With swollen eyes and fractured bones We'll do anything to bloom We got everything to lose With sticks and stones, a bloody nose We'll come back
Freedom, deceivers Freedom from believers of Contempt for it We can't show the light to the blind
Do we break? Are we frail? Too much to take
With sticks and stones, a bloody nose We'll come back With swollen eyes and fractured bones We'll do anything to bloom We got everything to lose With sticks and stones, a bloody nose We'll come backTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
