Pray in the dark For a light But no one to lead her out Move like a worm Down in a hole Weak as she’s never been before
Blessing the needle dripping low
Strange kind of less Mark her face I’ve wasted so many years Treat her like shit I admit it I’m the one you love to hate
Blessing the needle dripping low Cause she doesn’t want to feel no more Tripping the ghost of her under the flood Like an offrand to the gods Here’s my breathing woundsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
