Belly of the city, Hear me breathe on my way home. Midnight workers, I know the darkness of these roads as well as you do.
Belly of the city, Hear me breathe on my way home.
Midnight workers, I know the darkness of these roads as well as you do.
I've never worshipped another But I find myself kneeling before you.
I've never worshipped another But I find myself kneeling before you.
Belly of the city, Hear me breathe on my way home.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.