my name is.... bastard son.
Dodano: 5 WRZEŚNIA 2009
rob dougan - furious angels.
rob dougan - furious angels.
you're a cold piece of steel between my ribs and there's no saving me
and I can't get up from this wet crimson bed that you made for me
cause love, like a knife in the back, has cut me down and I'm bleeding - yeah, I'm bleeding
and if you go, angels will run to defend me - to defend me
cause I can't get up
I'm as cold as a stove
I can feel the life fade from me
I'm down on the ground
I've got seconds to live
then what's there that waits for me?
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Błażej dalej, ale zaczyna mi się nudzić więc trzeba będzie następnym razem wrzucić kogoś innego. ;D
