Don't let anyone know where you're going You'll crash to the ground until your guards painted white Take a photograph, look back when wasted and alone The biggest problem is when we're questioning why
Kept like a secret, but I'm built to spill Falling on my knees like a little girl Whisper in my ear how much I'm not real Woke up in the basement think I'm happier hereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.