A tired heart that barely works Still moving at the speed of light Blood still runs, blowing through places That make the body ache Calloused hands can't let go Hold on for another day Stay without me, I have no one Wandering in the grey
Who will hold the people that cannot be held? Who will walk the crime scene and collect all the remains? Who will find the pieces and put them in a box? Who will sing to anyone, with no place in the world?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
