You left your will to live In the back of your car Now something wicked lyes In the secret junkyard Never mind We can still go pretty far Maybe we'll have time To chill at the orchard
Don't think you will see me When the day will come I'll be a thousand skies Away from your hands Never mind You're the only one who knows I'm dead inside Waiting to bloom into a rose
Send your spectrum Make me gruesome I Never found anything to die for
Send your spectrum Make me gruesome I Never found anything to die forTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
