You and I, we may look the same But we are very far apart There's bullet holes where my compassion used to be And there is violence in my heart Into
You and I, we may look the same But we are very far apart There's bullet-holes where my compassion used to be And there is violence in my heart Into
Tulkojums: Nine Inch Nails. Mana vardarbīgs Sirds.
: You and I, we may look the same But we are very far apart There's bullet-holes where my compassion used to be And there is violence in my heart Into
you and i, we may look the same but we are very far apart there's bullet holes where my compassion used to be and there is violence in my heart into
without a land and stripped of all his royalty Nine inch nails in hands and now upon my feet As I the Son of Man I?m hanging next to two thieves My Father