Shame taste like wormwood and dust It's bitter not sweet How can I trust anyone If I cannot trust myself?
Wind starts to blow The falling snow will cover us all with it's cold embrace The blood still flows From every wound I have inflicted upon myself
Hate creeps and bind my hands I can't remember no more How could I trust you again After what you have done?
Broken fingernails They bleed and they hurt I'm so afraid and the sun still sleeps I'm so affraid.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
