P/Protest Urban/From These Rumors Your Guilt Is Bleeding
as i pass away no false crying eyes shall rise ever again you own the pain of a fuckin' killer i'm just too desperate to let myself breathe soul condamned to be betrayed by its own intoxicated options i've lost it to reality follow these tears they won't dissapear follow these tears and kill 'em all words are infections for the son of perfection slave of cruel obsessions if you're looking for a saviour let me play this violin and slowly make your flesh a surprise for the unknown don't let them tell us who we are soul condamned to be betrayed by its own intoxicated options i've lost it to realityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
