Pushing through rocks like roots Blending fruit, brown and blue You can't stop what you can't move We will untame nature
Angles force what we make up as fate When open hands serve to hide your face We're marked for left in the dust and breeze Dirt swallows dreams but you know worse things happen at sea
Gifted true howling moon Lifted mood, skirt, and tune You can't stop when you can't lose We won't shame our flavor
Kiss the fools, "God be with you" Drip the drool, the crowning jewel You can't stop where you can't rule We'll be our own saviorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
