W / Waning / With a Back of Sorrows Bent
It's easy to smell the cadaver When you lie rotten on the ground It's easy to smell the cadaver Lost and unable Rambling incoherent hypocrisies There is no love in the corner No glimmer of hope Just you, you and your failure In a desperate attempt To achieve change You scream at the wall Hoping for something Maybe for the paint to come of Hoping for something, anything It's easy to smell the cadaver When you lie rotten on the ground It's easy to smell the cadaver Left with an incorrect self image And a back of sorrows bent You venture deeper into your corner Trying to find your true reflection Among the shadows of the past It's easy to smell the cadaver When you lie rotten on the ground It's easy to smell the cadaver Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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