Dear lady remorse, picking my brain Got no place to go is no place to be But I got a gun and I got some bullets Say a word and I'll put one right through ya
The red glow of scorn and proud disdain Put together a plan, the ninth one today That look in your eye is so far away And the mirror don't lie, will today be the day
The words of the book I'm writing today Are twisted lines of letters and snakes With no conclusion of what's to come Just a matter of time when this dam will breakTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
