your face And in your hands taste too sweet? And in my mind You were looking fine, well isolation Well and inside, well you ain't fine to me Well isolation
blood on your face, And your hands taste too sweet? And in my mind, You were looking fine. Well isolation. Well and inside, you aint fine to me Well isolation
feet Does the blood on your face And on your hands, taste too sweet In my mind you ain't looking fine So isolation And inside you ain't fine to me So isolation
Tulkojums: Kyuss. Izolācija: pamestība.
Tulkojums: Kyuss. Izolēšana.
