You boil my blood But you belong to church of mine You drench my mind And in the end It all leads to slow collapse
Swallow pride I will crawling back to you We, together falling down Inside we died out
Talk to me Don't go
(Dry your eyes We'll make out everything Or we collapse So talk to me Lack of rooms for anger Inside of me Don't go Talk to me)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
