Be cast aside for crimes that were pure only to find we're empty handed Once more and I, I'll be a believer of the truth in wine
You can't tell me anymore these understatements will surround me with ivory and ore I'm fixed ready to stand surrounded Breath in these flames We'll rise from the ground and stand and
Once more my crimes were pure We all end up empty handed Once more, and I'll be a believer still empty handed
Move on Ridiculed for always asking why Move on Ridiculed for always asking why
We appose every night Can we ingest the night Hang it on our hopes
Why hang it on everything Why waste it on anything Why hang it on everything Just watch we're both becoming empty handedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
