Days are going faster than I ever could keep up
Overwhelming, the bed I've tried to make so perfectly
I surrender my hands beyond my head
You read me
There's a harvest buried in the bottom of the sky
And I'm thinking what will then become of you, I
Analyzing your moments when you're here
You know well when it hits me
It could raise these bones again
And I wish that the rumbling
It would shake me 'til I'm still
If you're walking and nothing's turning out the way I planned
Armaggedon is flooding through the living room and
I, triumphant, stand off dead and tense
YeuTiengAnh.com: Chúng tôi phát hiện truy cập không hợp lệ.
Bạn cần đợi 1 minutes 14 seconds nữa mới có thể xem đầy đủ.