In the middle of the night As the cats cry in the street And the scent of flowers Is heavy in your hair The car sweeps by with the murdered child The car sweeps by with the violated girl The car sweeps by with its trunk full of death
What monsters we've become What monsters we've become I can't hear your voice I can't see your faceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
