A childhood buried under maple leaves. Why didn't they stop the monster? I remember the summer sun. The sweating hands. The stinking breath. And the whispers. I didn't know I needed saving until I saw all that worry in their eyes. They turned their heads. Forgot it happened. I'm covered in ten thousand scars. I didn't even know I had them and I can't see how deep it runs.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
