Was running free, but now the road is fading Can't believe it got to this degree You turn your shoulder with the face you're making 'Cause sad attempt are what you gave to me I hope it was a lie
No one can hear you Not a thing you say So you can do yourself a favor And tell it to me straight
Capture moments in a box then keep 'em Tucked away like they were history Gun the crowd with a steaming pistol Such a way to make some misery I hope you get it right
No one can hear you Not a thing you say So you can do us all a favor If you wanna plead your case So brace yourself And tell it to me
We're on the verge
Brace yourself, for some kind of redemption Brace yourself, if you wanna be saved Brace yourself, for some kind of redemption Brace yourself, we're on the verge of a break!
So tell it to me straight No one can hear you, straight Not a thing you say So you can do us all a favor If you wanna plead your case So brace yourself And tell it to meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
