Oh if you could see all the time on my feet like snakes grabbing hold in a life I was beat
Oh no, not again, losing touch with my friends the voice in my head screaming back to you again
Tell me all the things I should have known blame it on a time I couldn't show walk around like I'm not the scapegoat in your circus Every time I leave it all behind I'm left with all the blood in the front line I'm leaning towards a place with the same rhyme inside your very own circusTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.