Corrupt and undisturbed Are my two favorite words They fry me in my space I'm trying to clear the plate Of words that you had said to me I'll face accountability and I Oh, I, I will hide myself from everything And work on what it really means to live and let live and then die
[Verse 2] Washing souls to white Began to see the light It's pouring over me And growing old as trees And I had lost myself to the lies and the deceit you see, you see And my heart is full of love But my arms are full of weeds And they're overflowing up and over meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
