It was stated as a question But they never really mentioned it before The bliss of piled cash It tumbled to the ground As we were changing Shoveled into the bags Handed to crowds who waited Such a simple task Hid behind the trash that we created
You can feel the ache The hands that choke the life away I aimed my gun today And shot outside the frame And loved the taste
Go ahead and rеmain distant Blistered skin from the sеcond you came exposed It built and boiled over Tucked under the covers Flailing We groveled at the feet Of a life beyond our reach So draining This oh so simple task That ripped us both in half We created
You can feel the ache The hands that choke the life away I aimed my gun today And shot outside the frame And loved the taste So hand over your worth Exposed your very worst every day I aimed my gun today And shot outside the frame And loved the taste
You can feel the ache The hands that choke the life away I aimed my gun today And shot outside the frame And loved the tasteTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
