My hands never betrayed at all It's a different kind of pain when the night's so long And these plans were never made at all It was a different kind of strain once the drugs wore off
My eyes they weren't prepared at all For the next stop on the train where I had to get off 'cause these plans were never made at all You've been telling lies and now it's time to go homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
