Who owns the face inside the window? Who holds the key to your soul I don't care for the state I'm in From deep down inside I feel it begin Who holds the key to your soul?
I met a lamp and a man with a silvercup Lamb has a grievance, wants to take it up with him Lamb lies face down, Trampled in the pavement There's still no reason to criticize It's all here in black and white Lay down the law so he can victimize the pack You won't drag me down
All aboard the future, as he held in his hands Pennies for the chosen but what about the lamb? If you got something human that's still sitting inside I hope it squeezes your heart so fuckin' tight That it gives you time to uncloud your eyes If it don't you still won't drag me downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
