Would the clouds in your head all fade away ? Would song and dance start and find a parade ? Would the shroud of turin be upstaged ? Would the pull of the earth be enough of a weight ? Would it be crystal clear to gauge ?
If I raised my hand for the wrongs, raised my hand for the wrongs Raised my hand for the wrongs, raised my hand for the wrongs.
It's more a question of different eyes Looking in the same old places A horizontal stretch of movement Catching up then caught but losing It's a native tongue equation.
If I raised my hand for the wrongs, raised my hand for the wrongs Raised my hand for the wrongs, raised my hand for the wrongs.
Tales of life like it's Mardi Gras Unprescribed sedation Pushed to the brink of something Fanbelts squeal when they're loosening It's a native tongue equation.
Raised my hand for the wrongs, raised my hand for the wrongs Raised my hand for the wrongs, raised my hand for the wrongs.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
