You think you know me so terribly well A friend or foe, ain't so easy to tell A dirty look should never imply We ever see eye to eye The thin line between love and hate We cut through it like scissor and tape I'm getting sick of the diesel and speed No-one rides cliché-free CHART THAT COURSE WE'RE ON FLOG THAT DYING SWAN CLAIM THIS POISONED DART TO THE CENTER OF YOUR HEART Too many people bend over to please Are we to win or merely here to appease? The bind is weak, the factor remains We're sharing a ball and chain CHART THAT COURSE WE'RE ON FLOG THAT DYING SWAN CLAIM THIS POISONED DART TO THE CENTER OF YOUR HEARTTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
