Salvation, a feeling I am not farmiliar with Peace with myself Would mean an eternal bliss
The silence overwhelmes me I feel your eyes staring As my world is slowly being Grated down, dissolving
Evocation of emptiness Is it my curse or am i blessed? Your words got the best of me, i'm a mess I'll send my letters to your new address
It took you long enough To get away from me I guess it turns out That's all you really needTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
