your stage In every coma, lover's kiss collides with truth And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise And I know, disguise the lies that you fed me last
Vertaling: Die Bled. Die Laaste Amerikaanse Cowboy.
stage. In every coma-lover's kiss collides with truth. and every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise and I know disguise the lies that you fed me last
