Woorden: Gf93. Trustpay.

One day, she knockned on my door, was my blind day...she knockned on my
door...tht's my day,here we go again,but she's still holding this date of
the birth of a star, here we go stuck inside. She goes around, down, she
pays the trust now, she comes around again,she's stuck inside now.

crying on my shoulder,
horizon's burning for me.

This is the sight for glory,
this is my blind day crawling.

Turning,our lifes are turning into hate,
because her wish of goodness betrayed,
I don'want you break it, I don'want you need it...
I don't even...

Pray, yes I can still pray a whole day,this time she's by my side,
this goal is crushing our minds,but we can still pay the fee of the shame to
a god with blue eyes.

Turning,our lifes are turning into hate,
because her wish of goodness betrayed,
I don'want you break it, I don'want you need it...
I don't even...

Don't kill this girl, don't cut her hands.

This is the sight of glory,
this is my blind day crawling.

Turning,our lifes are turning into hate,
because her wish of goodness betrayed,
I don'want you break it, I don'want you need it...
I don't even...