The beast is chasing me
You call it fear, I call it a dream
I'm at the door
I'm struggling to catch my breath
Because once I get into everything that is someone else's
And he starts pulling an unfamiliar voice
These hands will, and no others
Show your teeth, my only salvation
Pray for us
Pray for us
There is only ice here, and the heart would glow
Pray for us, pray for us
There is only sin, and the soul would be heaven
Pray for us, pray for us
In the womb incision,
And a muffled voice that doesn't go out
Tears or blood when you shed young
It's the same thing
Because once I get into everything that is someone else's
And he starts pulling an unfamiliar voice
These hands will, and no others
Show your teeth, my only salvation
Pray for us, pray for us
Pray for us, pray for us
Pray for us, pray for us
There is only sin, and the soul would be heaven
"If you try to follow fashion you'll always be chasing, and probably never catch it. If you be yourself and make your own style, fashion might just bump into you one day."
8/10 nice song and I kinda recognise the guitar rhythm (just cant remember from where)
Good Friend Kinda Romantic Ready to Rock
"If you try to follow fashion you'll always be chasing, and probably never catch it. If you be yourself and make your own style, fashion might just bump into you one day."
"If you try to follow fashion you'll always be chasing, and probably never catch it. If you be yourself and make your own style, fashion might just bump into you one day."
"If you try to follow fashion you'll always be chasing, and probably never catch it. If you be yourself and make your own style, fashion might just bump into you one day."