Sometimes I think that life is just a game. I get the urge to jump in front of a moving train. But like some kind of sick joke you keep me alive. Every time I pass out you're there to revive. But when I die, cremate me. Turn my ashes into diamonds And turn those shining diamonds into a crystal ball. Make it the centerpiece, glimmering and shimmering, Spinning from the ceiling, in the middle of the dancehall.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
