One hand washes the other One eye open when I sleep One thing leads to another One's sleeping six feet deep Two faces in the mirror The two rights erase the wrong Two choices which one's clearer? What way do I run?
I played cards with the devil I made a bet with a ghost I made sure they'll never find the cure for a crooked soul
I see nothing but black clouds I'm in the eye of the storm I been burning my tightrope But I've got the beat of the bones In this town those dark waters..Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
