In the crowd I don't feel safe In the crowd I'm afraid In the crowd I feel cold chains Every touch is like a knife Cutting my skin And drinking my blood In the crowd Ouhooh Among those who talk And those who lough I can't breathe with emptiness I'd prefer with air instead In the crowd Ouhooh I can't breathe with emptiness I'd prefer with love insteadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
