Does it fit to think Maybe you’re the one to blame Don’t even try to call them out Just give a little time to find yourself In spite of all your clues Maybe you just play the fool.
I'm breathless Waltzing after you Haunted, under a blood red moon
Push him away Try to keep the thoughts at bay Unrecognisable you
Meet the demands Of a rigid and cold popular view You want someone to hold your hand.
But I'm breathless Waltzing after you Haunted, under a blood red moon I'm holding out, I'm holding out Calling after you Breathless, we move to our own tune.
Don’t have a point to make But I argue all the time with only you Beautiful you.
I'm breathless Waltzing after you Haunted, under a blood red moon I'm holding out, I'm holding out Calling after you, Breathless, we move to our own tune.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.