Prison is what I see as a prison cell This seems so cold My absinthe is all My soleness and my second soul
Dark anise scent ruining my day Prison seems as precise as my second hell This seems so old My absinthe prevails my madness and my sick soul It's been so hard Revealing my second nature and second soul My eyes are open forever to see your fall
Prison is what I see as a prison cell This seems so cold My absinthe is all My soleness and my second soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
