Who waits at the end of that hallway? Who lurks outside of the frame? Whose hand keeps the doors from closing? Who's there? Who's to blame?
Whose face in the mirror's reflection? Whose name on the tip of her tongue? Whose shoe as we see her leaving? Whose song stays unsung?
Young and carefree, flowers, gown and mortar Bone white, floating face up in the water Eyes blank in the tank on the roof
You made your bed But no-one came to wake you, elisa From a dorm room to the ether fields To a ladder on the fifteenth floor You made your mark But no-one seemed to listen, elisa To a rushdie quote at forest lawn
What force leads a person to murder? What thoughts lead a girl to the roof? Whose voice keeps a case from closing? What facts and whose truth?
I was there, i'm still there And i'll be there forever, i'll always be there
Who's there between the cuts? Fifty second murdererTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
