My hands were ours and My eyes were yours Did what I believed in And trusted in the words you spoke I was a part of a great idea I saw a sense but now it's gone Reflecting all I did Until my darker side becomes exposed
First Truth Last Breath My darkest hour came too fast Gold turns to dust Just ashes prove the burning past
The truth tastes bitter like the time Which has gone astray I'd better saved my breath With suicide I'll pay The innocence is Like a puppet in the master's hand It's like my name Just written into wet sandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.