Vārdi:
Underoath Cries Of The Past

day looking through these tears I'll always look back and remember that night as you lay there Looking over that casket, seeing your face times of past

Tulkojums: Underoath. Cries no pagātnes.

close repeating words of love spoken to late my eyes look all around but all they can focus on is you for in you i find me days past by and thy death

: the day i left you was the worst mistake i ever made was ready to become something i didn't need you dragging me down thought your love just wasn't

: these fingers so frail paint in my mind scars down the back of my eyes death walks with me alone tonight the coldness whispers it's almost near rest

the day looking through these tears i'll always look back and remember that night as you lay there looking over that casket seeing your face times of past

these fingers so frail paint in my mind scars down the back of my eyes death walks with me alone tonight the coldness whispers it's almost near rest

the day looking through these tears i'll always look back and remember that night as you lay there looking over that casket seeing your face times of past