Stumbling along the edge Behold your face! It belongs to a stranger
Come to me and rest in my arms We’ll pretend even just for one night What is lost can never be gained anymore
Forsaken by Angels, addicted to their dust Cursed by the poison that runs in your veins Now you can’t deal with the cards you’ve been given And your wild cards have been played
Between Scylla and Charybdis She never gave you what you need But a new dawn rising In the tiny narrow space between The needle and the spoon A frozen tomb under the MoonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
