Look me straight Now blame it on loneliness Who knows? Certainly not them
Where is this? The lane that takes you head on But for now You do not/cannot contemplate Certainly not you
And silence is dread 'Cause look what you've done Aligned outside no aim Which follows me Painted over a well cleansed abdomen Tattooed ugly and blue The enemy
Watch and wait A childproof survival kit Just for a glimpse Of the everlasting big kick
Secrets bleeding to untold families Lovers in flight over the gravesite We become statues In a ten acre gardenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
