We go following sorrow to feel your
Blood spilling out of the reeds there
Give me a sign I can breathe air
Blood flowing out of the stream there
(Give me something new please, something I can love)
Octane TwistedWe go following sorrow to feel your Blood spilling out of the reeds there Give me a sign I can breathe air Blood flowing out of the stream there (Give me something new please, something I can love) |