The time you think you hold me for good This time I choose to walk away from you A thousand people But I m alone
All I remember is a brocken wall Things will never be like they were before She couldn’t give me A little bit more
And when they ll take me to the other map I see that everything the ve told me for this place are crap I look behind and ask What have I done?
I realize these years I ve became no more than a slave The same man was teaching how to talk and behave A storyteller Upon my grave
Now I can see all things you just never let me to see Now I can feel becoming what you never let me to be The next time fuckers I will be freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
