Testi:
Chasing Victory

Don't be jealous. Don't be mad. We've got a lot to learn. We've got a lot to lose, so just take it back. Breathe slowly, come closer. You've got a pretty

I've been writing words that mean a bit of nothing Just to sing it loud and cash in deeds for fame. I won't put a finger out the door Until I've spilled

How would it phase you if everything you thought you'd feel lay dormant and still would it effect in the slightest sense at all would it even cross your

Separated, I cut myself clean From a past that comes back in my darkest of dreams Been apprehended by a spiritual force And a grace that replaced all

I've been thinking about something in our past Words you said that were forgot I don't want to be a dime or a dozen child A mother's love should not

I don't really understand Why I'm feeling so disappointed With the images inside my head They enter so undetected But I'd never hurt a single soul

You're about to feel a rush of blood run down your spine You're about to taste a dose of your own medicine I'm bending over backwards and I'm cutting

When you speak, you might as well be spitting in my face I wish you weren't so beautiful Your eyes never cease to follow me But I'm desperate and

Everybody knows. Everybody knows. Everybody knows she's a riot when she's striking a pose. Place your bets. Place your bets, on the girl in the short