Upon a warm bed of thorns, I find myself yet again In spite of all I have learned In spite of all that has come between us, walls still rise Set back in the wake with empty hands, no choice except for one Bleed these wrists and hope for the best With walls we rise Unforgiving walls fucking rise And so it goes Tired the man I was, tired again I've become, tired again I mourn What more could I offer up? What more could I owe? Changed it all for you, for you I've changed it all Can't control the past, only ourselves We control what's next With walls we rise Unforgiving walls fucking rise And so it goesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
