Story Of The Year - The night will come And rip away Her wings of innocence through every word we say Maybe it's time to spit out the core Of our rotting union hopefully before it chokes us to our senses | Текст песни
The night will come And rip away Her wings of innocence through every word we say Maybe it's time to spit out the core Of our rotting union hopefully before it chokes us to our senses
The night will come And rip away Her wings of innocence through every word we say Maybe it's time to spit out the core Of our rotting union hopefully before it chokes us to our senses
I guess it's too bad that everything we have is taken away
Swim in the smoke The hero will drown Intoxicating beauty tears everything down But still our hands are bound at the wrists This romantic tragedy is suffocating from your fist in a sea of fire
I guess it's too bad that everything we have is taken away I guess it's too bad that everything we have is taken away
Hero hero This word you'll never know Hero hero This word you'll never know You'll never know
I guess it's too bad that everything we have is taken away I guess it's too bad that everything we have is taken away I guess it's too bad that everything we have is taken away I guess it's too bad that everything we have is taken away
Away away away they're taking it away Away away they're taking it away