It doesn't seem that long since you changed your fucking song My heart grew fond of you and now for everything you do Used to take as gospel every word you say I used to have respect for you but you disgraced your name
You took your chances, now it's my fucking turn You lost our self respect And took the piss out of everyone in your path So this ones for you
Now that I've come not to care its true your going nowhere And maybe your safe at home but your empty forgotten and alone And if I cut my wrists I'm sure the blood will run out pure And if I cut your wrists I'm sure the blood won't run out pure
The colours blue and gold S T A the blood ran cold...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
