Didn?t you say they loved you, There?s nothing left for you It makes your bleed, excess of misery Disgusted with life, just lack of talk Lack of truth
Didn't you say they loved you, There's nothing left for you It makes your bleed, excess of misery Disgusted with life, just lack of talk Lack of truth
Traducere: Massacra. Lipsa de a vorbi.
