Look at the dead outside my window Wonder what's on their mind Why do they run? They all seem to have a mission But then they cry themselves to sleep
Look at the dead outside my window Wonder what's on their mind Why do they run They all seem to have a mission But then they cry themselves to sleep [
Tulkojums: In Flames. Atvienots.
: Look at the dead outside my window Wonder what's on their mind Why do they run They all seem to have a mission But then they cry themselves to sleep
