Make a fist inside your pocket everytime they make you wanna fight Put it in a safe and lock it, 'cause you're only causing trouble now I keep the knives where you won't find them, 'cause you're gonna make me lose my mind I'll be the angel and your vision on the nights that you will try to die
It'll all be over someday soon I will promise you
When the devils come and take me, will you be around to say goodbye Would you bend until you break me everytime that I won't change my mind All the nights you sad beside me and you used to sing me lullabies I wanna listen to the stories you would tell before we say goodnight
Many winds blow As a child I slowly grow And we both know Damn sure I wanted to come home again Tell you I understand just how to make a friend
So make a fist inside your pocket everytime they make you wanna fight Put it in the safe and lock it all your troubles and your heart [?] I keep the knives where you won't find them, 'cause you're gonna make me lose my mind I'll be the angel and your vision on the nights that you will try to die On the nights that you will try to dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
