Something she left in me remains imperfect My heart, proceeded to it's banishment The blame may hang upon your chest I know all hearts dance with comforts And the wounds I bear will not live in vain I know hearts dance comforts I stumbled when I saw your intention I screamed 'from my eyes flow compassion for you!' Hoping words could move you That this place is an enemy, full of harsh words and hearsay And if this city were to go down in flames would you think to blow it out With such a weak breath or run about the streets Run about the streets, crying confusionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
