Vārdi:
Escape The Fate When I Go Out I Want To Go Out On A Chariot Of Fire

song I was a ghost, I was there at the scene As the embers rise my hands smelled like gasoline So, the headlights murdered my thoughts I curse this taste that's on

Tulkojums: Escape liktenis. Kad es izeju ārā, es gribu iet Out On Of Fire Chariot.

cold and withered away) You say that there's no answers and I, (I never thought, I would never expect for this to turn out this way, down below) I was a

cold and withered away) You say that there's no answers and I, (I never thought, I would never expect for this to turn out this way, down below) I was a