I don't feel a thing Walking on hot coals No sensitivity in the fog of war Try to unwind to enjoy the good life but the pressure that I hold on my shoulders goes
I suspect the reason I am loved is because of how tight I'm holding on
Now and then she just wants to talk Problems on and on Whatever happened to the old-fashioned strong and silent type What they didn't know is once you get us in touch when I feel it You would never keep it in once you pull the piin
I suspect the reason I am loved is because of how tired of holding on If I set you free, If I let go Tell me would I still be the one you want?
Even a broken clock is right twice a day Even a busted lock Can keep a thief away
He's not the type Soldiers don't go to hell it's a place reserved for the twisted and evil Now you ask how I feel and I told you that you're gonna talk to me solely with air
I suspect the reason I am loved is because of how tight I'm holding on If I set you free, If I let go Tell me would I still be the one you want?
I am falling behind I am falling behind I'm falling, falling behind
Oh, I suspect the reason I am loved Suspect the reason I am loved If I set you free, if I let go Tell me, would I still be the one you want?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.