Waiting in the cold for me to arrive My undernourished dreams they want a piece of me Find another word to say I’m alive While I am slowly passing to the other side
They’re coming, they’ve got blind eyes Creeping into my mind They’re coming, they’ve got blind eyes Wherever I go
Always on the run, my shade lags behind And I can feel the bruises aching on my back Nothing’s left to me but to spread my arms And find a place for every broken piece of me
(x2) They’re coming, they’ve got blind eyes I will stand this time They’re coming, they’ve got blind eyes So I’ll let them comeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
