Rage won’t lie that far beneath Something sinister that runs through your veins Can you feel it burning out the seams And has innocence forgotten your name Do I look like a saint? Until the curtain rolls, Talking stops for the picture show
You got soul under your skin What happens when you don’t know who to let in Will we ever understand? We’re just breaking out the windows
Deadly spies in submarines Taking information for twisted games I feel its turning all on me A guilty finger points away from the blame Now you look like a saint Until the curtain rolls, Talking stops for the picture show
You got soul under your skin What happens when you don’t know who to let in Will we ever understand? We’re just breaking out the windows
How did we get so far? Running to hide these scars? Love’s not afraid of what it finds in the dark
You got soul under your skin What happens when you don’t know who to let in Will we ever understand? We’re just breaking out the windowsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
