Woorden:
Atreyu Tulips Are Better

from your grace unto my broken knees Close my eyes so tightly, the tears are welling up You aren't worth the waste of the salt or the fucking water And you are

fall from your grace Unto my broken knees Close My eyes so tightly The tears are welling up You aren't worth the waste Of the salt or the water And you are

Vertaling: Atreyu. Tulpen Beter.

is torn beating from my chest Let me be captivated, by your beauty Then let me fall from your grace, unto my broken knees Close my eyes so tightly, the tears are

me fall from your grace Unto my broken knees Close My eyes so tightly The tears are welling up You aren't worth the waste Of the salt or the water And you are

from your grace Unto my broken knees Close my eyes so tightly The tears are welling up You aren't worth the waste Of the salt or the fucking water And you are