Lying before me, scene painted in green I was never found when I played hide and seek
The scenery I see is beautiful like my blood Flows gracefully from my wrist that I've cut
Oh raging wind, go do your thing And take me away out of this painted space The world that I have yet to see Where two of us are only
Shooting on my neck, the burning sun Where is the day when I was never found?
I always fail to notice the important things in this life Is it because I was playing foul?
The wound on my wrist I've cut myself still has not been healed, tingles with pain I shall tell my blood to soar up high with the wind Let it dye everything
Oh raging wind, go do your thing And take me away out of this tainted space Have no complaints where I will be even if it is maculate than where I am now
Riding the wind that rages high up in the air I'm going to find you now The world that I have yet to see The world that only I existTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
