You may try to follow You may try to reason me out You may try to save me But you can never understand
The way I have burned The way I have burned For years For years
The sound of approaching violence the pounding hammers of depression the stifling sense of pressure Something you can never understand
And love may offer a brief relief And light may scatter the darkest storm But there's no release From this velvet chokeholdTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.