Blind and ambiguous, all part of the game I've feigned my ambivalence with a smile
All my hate beneath me forms a cage All this time to form the man I became
The sun in my hand becomes my despair For I still want the truth
Play the fool so ignorant in the shadow of disdain Breeding your deception without eyes
All my hate beneath me forms a cage All this time to form the man I became
The sun in my hand becomes my despair For I still want the truth
Play the fool so ignorant, deception is the game Bleeding hearts and soiled minds Reflect the state of our being
All my hate beneath me forms a cage All this time to form the man I became
The sun in my hand becomes my despair The sun in my hand becomes my despair
Play the fool so ignorant, deception is the game Bleeding hearts and soiled minds Reflect the state of our being Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
