(Look behind Your head is on fire Whirling masses Rolling ashes Keep on yawning Career dawning Life is Tasteless Folding paces)
To turn away from the night Allowing the light a low He's surely fooling yourself Leaving life on the shelf
You'll never know How low an angry heart can go How long a sitting hands return meant
(Look behind Your head is on fire Whirling masses Rolling ashes Keep on yawning Career dawning Life is Tasteless Folding paces) Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
