No one heard me on the back of the road You were the ones who were cracking the code Hark I worked hard; under stress with a mirror Twist with a snap; judgment out of a scandal
Sun burning on the turn of a century Seventh grade heartbreakers on the warpath Hark Car wrecks, cracked necks are back in business Braid my hair with black-hearted hands
You were unloved as a child I was unborn at the time You were unloved as a child I was unborn at the time
The sun and moon rotate on silver axis My skirt rides up when I sit still Hark Your name is burned into the skin on my hands I realize now that it was only by chance
You were unloved as a child I was unborn at the time You were unloved as a child I was unborn at the time
Head cracked, I'm mistaken Whispered lives takenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
