recover from the tragedies of life superstition, a scar you've left to show opinions are shot down wishes will no longer be made mistakes reveal those forgotten memories drying up into the tears you've never shown a soul shatters, falling towards your bed for tears, lining up one by one whispers trapping your thoughts from being heard eyes look into themselves as the mirror shatters escape, a question once asked to the barrel of a gun six chances now to break away, your wish to be forgotten has already been made recover from tragic memories, a broken promise is all you have to hold in your hands as the tears you've never shown rain down into your pool of goldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
