I thought i'm having a psychose Trying me, trying me, trying me
I lost all sense of a drinker
I lie here just waiting the moment But the body still prays for my soul But the likely person to detect this I want to breath, rescue me
I need a message out of me Cast really out from my mouth It's really me and there's something, that is jealousy I wanna hear straight causing to blindness There is no faith from your grave I want a change to decide if destructive I'm the man resting his case
2x I feel sensation cause the mad is really reality I call this frigid, right from my grave Are you here about the living dead?
I shall be afraid of stepping in Cause then i'm in a race show When i will find this i prelude I don't know, why is he here?
I will inform starting a roam I hide my inspiration I need to realize that my soul Can't win just from the cause
2x Rest on my faith
Can't win
3x Rest on my faith
Can't win
Rest on my faith
3x I feel sensation cause the mad is really reality I call this frigid, right from my grave Are you here about the living dead?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
