I'm sick of all these words, Yeah, sick of what you've heard, We've built a grudge that won't let us down, Pray for the brink, Don't give, just take,
Bản dịch: October Fall. 88 Keys And Broken Strings.
things aren't easy Hiding is not the answer Anxiety, then faithless you'll be Just fall on me, there's no other answer I'll catch you just fall on me
