this war is over I'm getting sober in my head I'm growing older leaving the colder man for dead over my shoulder I loose control again and again I'm out of order but on a concrete fundament
feed the burning man inside try to, try to feed the burning man tonight this empty dayride these lonely days that never end are out of view
last night I was floating I saw the flames inside a house the door wide open the firebirds were flying out
I wrote it in my book: 'it's the mystery you can't control' the women, alcohol, the misery in your best friends call you'll get your share of all this reality TV, somewhere, keep dreaming
this hurricane that rose is big enough to choose a path the dusty curb, the scars it made are someones reservoir the love your searching for is closer than the nearest bar keep dreamingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
