Dust swirls in the breeze Pink rays lick concrete Cold smells crawl out the tunnels It's the beginning of another day Another day
Oh, I know it's not real I just know what I feel Oh, I know it's not real I just know what I feel
Sucking up another volume of this blood red poetry Well, my lies keep on fading Dried out in the sticky rain
Like a crushed piece of flesh on the boiling motorway No beginning Like the end The great, grand end With your face in the sand
Oh, I know it's not real I just know what I feel I know it's not real I just know what I feelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
