Breathing like I'm seething like my bill of rights is being burned before my eyes Seeing, disbelieving like some trick of lights is being played to hide the lies
What you're taking out on me now What you're rakin' down my back It ain't showing But I ain't faking nothing so I guess It means I ain't taking what you're throwing
You can draw my blood watch me bleed, but I ain't dyin' Got my lucky star my spirit's free, this time I'm buyin'
Grieving till I'm free again till your love no longer comes haunting in my sleep Weaving over bleeding this creature of habit will not be obsolete
What you're taking out on me now What you're rakin' down my back It ain't showing But I ain't faking nothing so I guess It means I ain't taking what you're throwing
You can draw my blood watch me bleed, but I ain't dyin' Got my lucky star my spirit's free, this time I'm buyin' Lucky star, my spirit is free again
Every single wound that weeps Every jaded memory Calls for a new one in it's place So let me lead you through this dance of guilty pleasures in advance peachy at the corners of your mouth
Sands of time will fall...
You can throw me off my course I will make it my resource Just to be myself Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
