Text písně Secret Lives Of The Freemasons: Painting Monsters

Painting Monsters


Miserable hospital bed
Please don't you take my friend
We really need him here
Don't let this be the end
I was hanging on every word you said,
About how your life was grand and there's beginnings in ends
But life is just a little harder down here
We are all shooting stars
Hope we can meet again
I fell apart right there
The cold floor it met my head
Overwhelmed by the fear of just not having you here
And all those monsters you painted
They all became real and tore you apart in the end
I won't forget one thing, still remember your face
I know you are home now
B-I-L-L-I-E We won't forget a thing







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