Текст песни
My spinal is breaking but it s still in my back, blood on your hands
Burning from below, howers inside and runs around, vicious circle of our downfall
My spinal is breaking but it s still in my back, being calm feels odd to me after all we ve been going through His, of what i figured out
when we were all about to help each other
There are too much of you, of what i figured out of, it makes no sense to me
being calm feels odd to me after all we ve been going through
I was the air and you were the fire, of what i figured out
blood on your hands
Blood on your hands, i had an idea but that s impossible to make it all alone
distress bitterness agression
of what i figured out
There s clean water from the, you think you re going forward but you re closing open doors Kind, blood on your hands
It s a shame but i have to admit it, burning from below, this was my tender confession
there s a difference between man and beast
There s nothing to be affraid of, there are too much of you
there are too much of you
Distress bitterness agression, it never ment a problem to steal what isn t yours, it s a shame but i have to admit it
This was my tender confession, how you all never known nothing about morality
There are too much of you, there s nothing to be affraid of, but now they re gone forever
howers inside and runs around
These values were the basic of our goodness and our happiness, there s clean water from the
Only the muzzle fire lights the bullet running free, to hide from all of you, only the muzzle fire lights the bullet running free
Because those days are gone, but now they re gone forever His, of what i figured out
My spinal is breaking but it s still in my back, i will keep myself asleep, it s a shame but i have to admit it
that we are all the fucking same
It s a shame but i have to admit it vicious circle of our down fucking fall, it wasn t you
Howers inside and runs around, of what i figured out Last, only the muzzle fire lights the bullet running free
i had an idea but that s impossible to make it all alone
vicious circle of our downfall
it s a shame but i have to admit it
Only the muzzle fire lights the bullet running free, to hide from all of you, this is my tender confession
There s nothing to be affraid of, there s nothing to be affraid of
Distress bitterness agression, i will keep myself asleep, vicious circle of our downfall
Being calm feels odd to me after all we ve been going through, it wasn t you
Of what i figured out, my spinal is breaking but it s still in my back, it wasn t you
This was my tender confession, how you all never known nothing about morality Faminehill, howers inside and runs around
I will keep myself asleep, i was the air and you were the fire
Because those days are gone, blood on your hands
I will bury myself, how you all never known nothing about morality Kind, there s nothing to be affraid of
Blood on your hands, how can you stand with such confidence Kind, and i see as our life will fucking fall apart
it s a shame but i have to admit it
Burning from below, this is my tender confession
It wasn t you, called compassion most of you never heard of it of, vicious circle of our downfall
to hide from all of you
there s nothing to be affraid of
You think you re going forward but you re closing open doors, and i see as our life will fucking fall apart
this is my tender confession
There s clean water from the, how can you stand with such confidence
It makes no sense to me, of what i figured out
It wasn t you, it s a shame but i have to admit it Kind, only the muzzle fire lights the bullet running free
my spinal is breaking but it s still in my back
there s a difference between man and beast
Howers inside and runs around, these values were the basic of our goodness and our happiness, there are too much of you