What is it like keeping silent falling feared behind You cannot help running with innate fear on your mind Scream in your sleep it may be the ghost of former times Salvage doesn't always some with new day as you wish
Can't buy vain dreams of the fair Don't say you don't really care
What is it like wanderling and changing mind with wind You think you"ve got many friends but who knows what's inside You keep lying spitting empty words again and again You don't care to look around show it to all who're there
Can't buy vain dreams of the fair Wanted by forces of the hell
They will set a mask right over your head So that they don't have to lool at your face They will tie you up so you can't defend Allow you to scream but nobody will care
It will perhaps be lon day of your life Despite very few moments it may take When all of your life runs trough in your head It will cross your mind that this is the end
Can't buy vain dreams of the fair Don't say you don't really care Can't buy vain dreams of the fair Wanted by forces of the hell
They will set a mask right over your head So that they don't have to lool at your face They will tie you up so you can't defend Allow you to scream but nobody will care
It will perhaps be lon day of your life Despite very few moments it may take When all of your life runs trough in your head It will cross your mind that this is the endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
