I wouldn’t mind Looking back on Errors of my ways Mistakes that I have made I wouldn’t mind Looking back over my shoulder Demons chasing Chase me to my grave My grave As long as I keep running Then I don’t care But
I won’t die of nonchalance I won’t die of nonchalance I won’t die of nonchalance I won’t die of nonchalance I won’t die of nonchalance
I thought that someday I’d have everything I want I found I might be wrong A lapse of judgement With a consequence that kills Chills me to the bone To the bone Freezing cold in the company of life All alone It dawned on me too late to make it right Make it right
I wouldn’t mind Looking back on Errors of my ways Mistakes that I have made I wouldn’t mind Looking back over my shoulder Demons chasing Chase me to my grave To my grave As long as I keep running Then I don’t care
I thought that someday I’d have everything I want I found I might be wrong A lapse of judgement With a consequence that kills Chills me to the bone To the bone
I won’t die of nonchalance I won’t die of nonchalance I won’t die of nonchalanceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
