But maybe I'll turn, this blade the other way And roll up my sleeves to let the scars show my mistakes You couldn't make the cut, so now you'll make this
Traducere: Jamestown Story. Dacă locuiţi de sabie, vă muri de sabie.
maybe I'll turn, this blade the other way And roll up my sleeves to let the scars show my mistakes You couldn't make the cut, so now you'll make this