Sun burns, I've been walking down the road Foot steps, wind blown cover my way back home Loose lips, sunk ships, lost treasures at the bottom of the pit Collect regrets
I've learned lessons that to most they don't apply Stay down, the audacity to the think that you could fly Worthless, jealous, taught through sermons that I heard in Mama's churches Repent. Pretend.
Sinking, Devil's dragging me to Hell My fate, since I was an embryonic cellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
