Can’t wipe the smile off when I call my loved ones Sing about bruises and stories of rotting glory Rot, rot, rot, rotting glory. We owe those hours on the road
Finally free again, back on the road again With my friends and my family I’m finally free again
Can’t wipe the smile off when I call my loved ones Sing about bruises and stories of rotting glory Rot, rot, rot, rotting glory. We owe those hours on the road
Memories A family picture without relatives A street fight without enemies No enemies
Free again. Free again. Back at it. A person. I am free again. Free again. All charged up, full batteryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
