We used to fly in the wings of a dove Now these wings are broken We kept no secrets, and all our thoughts Used to be out in the oven
Can't you see that we've been on life support? I'm ready to pull the plug And break from machines, but I want much more I'm ready to pull the plug
Your words used to get me excited I had melodies in my head And I've been trying to find it But the music is dead
The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead
We used to kiss when they played our song It used to stand for something We used to love, we used to hate But now I'm feeling nothing Can't you see that we've been on life support? I'm ready to pull the plug And break from machines, but I want much more I'm ready to pull the plug
Your words used to get me excited I had melodies in my head And I've been trying to find it But the music is dead
The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead
Maybe this is a new kind of beautiful Maybe this is a new kind of beautiful
The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead
Your words used to get me excited I had melodies in my head And I've been trying to find it But the music is dead Your words used to get me excited I had melodies in my head And I've been trying to find it But the music is dead
The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead The music is dead The music is deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
