Even if you wanna die young You'll be coming back crying like a baby And maybe you might think you'll win By just running round tying onto anything
And maybe you can sing accapella But I've been hearing echoes In the corners of all the walls with the pictures you used to be in But I don't make us out
Some kind of curse you speak of But I got a heart not heavy Doesn't matter if you told a thousand truths Or a million lies
No I don't care if you're dying out east I'll be coloring the walls with my head up And every time you spill blood I'll clean it up If you just leave me alone
There's something in those words You sing that to me Could only mean nothing I don't care if you're dying out eastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
