Vārdi:
Bros Just Another Tear

my face Sleepless nights just contemplating Just another tear that leaves no trace (They call it, call it) Just another tear My night times not for sleeping (They call it, call it) Just another tear

's just another tear falls on my pillow A frozen emotion that dries on my face Sleepless nights just contemplating Just another tear that leaves no trace (They call it, call it) Just another tear