Woorden:
Trapt Black Rose

and low Now the lows have drowned the highs away now there's no where else to go Black rose your thorns are cutting into me for the last time Black rose

and low Now the lows have drowned the highs away now there's no where else to go Black rose your thorns are cutting into me for the last time Black rose

low now the lows have drowned the highs away now there's no where else to go [bridge] Black rose your thorns are cutting into me for the last time Black rose