Is there something stuck in your eyes? A particle left from the past, an empty friend you wished would float away, but it's diggin' in, diggin' in for good and it changed the way you see, the way you look through me, is there something mixed with your blood? Something pharmical and fast, expecting anything to dissipate, when you've given up, you've given up the good and you'll stay the way you have, the way you'll always be, you've already lost the plot, you better turn back around when there's nothing to lose, you know it's gotta come crashing down, come crashing down
Can the air outside these windows be that cold? Don't obsess, you need to trust your bones, with your goggles fastened tight as they can go, you step outside and try and face the light, you lost, it doesn't matter if it takes all night
Can the air outside these windows be that cold? Don't obsess, you need to trust your bones, it's not enough, no it's not enough, not even close to it, you've given up the good fight, don't obsess, you need to trust your bonesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
