Scavenging the past A stray dog carving through skinny limbs To feed upon his own marrow Chipping sanity in search of some kind of closure That might never happen
A shallow grave For every dream we got Born to self-devour Born to self-devour Born to self-devour A shallow grave For every dream we gotTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
