Dear lover, where have you been? Writing me of all the things you had seen in your dreams and it seems you've forgotten the things that you said when you left, all from under your breathe Today I found myself in hell soul sickness crept up inside me Crushed to my knees left thinking won't someone just adjust my dreams for me?
The world turns but we don't feel it I don't fucking feel
Looks like we failed to make amends again
I'm a tourist in the city of love and you're the only thing on my mind Take your claws from off of me Take your claws from out of my headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
