Tekster:
No Use For A Name Pre Medicated Murder

drip Ignored the line that didn't skip No more sleepless nights just for me It seemed the blue suburban sky turned to gray, polluted night But as for you, a

to gray, polluted night So now you sleep inside the space. A bed of roses, the thorns are placed No more sleepless nights just for me But as for you, a

to gray, polluted night So now you sleep inside the space. A bed of roses, the thorns are placed No more sleepless nights just for me But as for you, a