And the place of sadness I occupy with dignity Was left like a dream among stones And the words that you spill From the mouth that you fill They abandon their grace and fatigue Oh, to feel without touching And speak without talking You'll spill The tissues of lies How I wish we could mend this Or learn how to throw away As we look for someone to blame Love's been denied Don't be polite I owe u nothing When logics die I'm the orgy and the distant cool The friend you will never fool I like the way you oppose me Let the last thoughtd languish And try and distinguish You'll spill the tissues of lies How I wish we could mend this Or learn how to throw away As we look for someone to blame Love's been denied Don't be polite I owe u nothing When logics dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
