I'd never suspect you In the middle of the circle Hiding your cover Does this city have enough Air for both of us to breathe? If it was up to you one
burn to wish you were in another place? I won't look to you anymore So what are you saying tonight? So what are you saying tonight? So what are you
Traduzione: Pretty Girls Make Graves. Se odiate i vostri amici, Non Siamo Soli.