Did you ever wish you could be king? and hoping it will all come true. Holding heaven in your hands Turn the world on its ear make it ring. Rub sticks
I caught my eye in a swinging door. I saw myself in someone else and hated them ever since. I'd never seen that man before. Some broken glass and a bleeding
I leave it burning and count the dead. It reeks of incest. Erase my anguish. It reeks of pain. A jilted lover, a one time friend. Forget your name. And
(You guys are the pits of the world) And I'm asking what is left to do? And I'm feeling it's been done before Referential, hey, that's the guy from all
Seven hundred miles to play to fifteen angry men. I need some sleep. We hate them too. They hate the songs. This show is free. Just call it luck. They
I was caught so unaware When you made other plans Promises you swore to keep Where more than you could stand You don't know what you've got You don't
It seems I spend my days now wrapped in veils of sleep. Caught in slumber's grasp, nowhere that I should be. I grew so goddamned tired of fighting against
Traduzione: Jawbreaker. Bivacco.