They never said i was the chosen one Until the first thing happened They try to put you in a box with all your friends And keep your windows and your doors locked He keeps a picture of his gun cocked In his wallet with a plastic bag Next to a night out where you can't come back
He's gonna find you Make it impossible I get this feeling i'm never breathing again
We fall and fell into an expensive spell Keep your hands to yourselves and break these shells which hold us down And keep your shutters and your blinds closed Perfect timing leaves you exposed To a power you won't overcome Before a last chance and then you're done
He's gonna find you Make it impossible I get this feeling i'm never breathing again He's gonna temp you Make it impossible I get this feeling i'll never feel this feeling again
He's gonna find you Make it impossible I get this feeling i'm never breathing again He's gonna temp you Make it impossible I get this feeling i'll never feel this feeling again
He's gonna find you Make it impossible I get this feeling i'm never breathing again He's gonna temp you Make it impossible I get this feeling i'll never feel this feeling againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
