of you It burns and burns and for what? They say we're lost, and were never found. Your sense of, belonginf, your make-up, scrapes the face as it bleeds The saints
found (never found) They say we're lost, and were never found (never found) Your sense of belonging, your make-up, scrapes of the face it bleeds The saints of grey
found (never found) They say we're lost, we were never found (never found) Never found Your sense of...belonging Your make up Scrapes off the face, it bleeds The saints of grey
Vertaling: Kruisen. Saints Of Grey.
never found (never found) They say we're lost, and were never found (never found) Your sense of belonging, your make-up, scrapes of the face it bleeds The saints of grey
never found (never found) They say we're lost, we were never found (never found) Never found Your sense of...belonging Your make up Scrapes off the face, it bleeds The saints of grey
