I see houses Rows and rows of red bricks I see black cars Some blood stained exit I get this feeling that I, I've been in here before How many lives
I see houses Rows and rows Of red bricks I see black cars Some Blood-stained exit You got A feeling that you You've been In here before How many lives
Vertaling: Verve, die. Ek sien Huise.
: I see houses Rows and rows Of red bricks I see black cars Some Blood-stained exit You got A feeling that you You've been In here before How many lives
