What would make a man Wanna fell like this Dropping his life blood on the carpet
What would make A man hold a gun Hold it straight to the temple of his skull
I'm your temple Your backbone
What would make a man Put a gun to his temple Cold gun to his head Pull the trigger
What would make a man Empty his life blood Open up his head Bleed it like a river
Your head blown Your head blown Your head blown Your head blown
Taken down now In the middle of hell Takes the fear out of life Questions why every single night
You're my friend You're my blood You're my life You're my soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
