thin rounds over my shadow draw the border of my existence shadow is the last i have but i have to loose it anyway
paint it gray on the sand crowns of my childhood
now i smell my dirty skin it kills the crowns of my childhood for wind takes away it at all
everything i have i swallow away choose only memories from fairy tales my frozen hands in deep and mindtrips at star crossed sky
long way distances to home town animals play hide and seek
it’s on the road with you now and noone wants to loose this gameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
