Campsites She would stalk In the fog and the red lights (The fog and the red lights) Harsh moans Drifted out with my voice throught the radio (My voice throught the radio)
I know you said It's killing june You swore that you would be home soon
Soft ground, claiming moon She loomed through the lost towns Her hair and windows down I roamed through the night and found Her hiding in a dark home It's halls burnt, windows broke
I know you said I shouldn't hide Your teeth were sharp my eyes were wide I knew you once, I swear i tried Your jaw unlocked, my vocals cried: "I will run from you"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.