A sound of a gun echoes in the room She don't have a chance cause he was blue He crossed the lines that made him blind Even though there never was any kind of sign
A redeemer, coming from Hell His soul's on fire
Saint or evil, Jekyll or Hyde Are you dreamin, this state of mind Saint or evil - do you realize, that always You're losing the fight
The light of day take breath out of you Waking up feeling cold to face the truth Can never defend what you've become Now life is beatin' to a different drumTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
