The head is still feeling the cold Sidereal cold And everyone's growing apart Real sore
The hand is still feeling the cold Withering cold And everything falling apart Moves forward
Why am I called to this? Grief and desire Millions of times to this Grief and desire
Oh, what's close? Your name is a curse Oh, what's close? Your name to me is a curse
Why am I called to be Grief and desire? Millions of times between Grief and desire
Oh, what's close? Your name is a curse Oh, what's close? Your name to me is a holdTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
