Strings you attached to a stolen ship Drag me through the rough to bring me out of it I will mend this branch from this olive tree I will keep these friends that stand over me
Young, dumb habits break before they're made our planet die Man of grace, you spoil a plot in your shade But the shade can't stop what the shade don't know Lives underground and breathes below
Oh, but I won't make that same mistake Spitting out every swollen taste I won't pull apart what I call my home I will love this place that I call my own
Even though you left me on my bed I'm swimming in between the cracks Oh!
Oh, but I won't make that same mistake Spitting out every swollen taste I won't pull apart what I call my home I will love this place that I call my ownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
