Из душевного жара либо пепел, либо деяние.
Broken she
Has her arms twisted
Is pointing at me
Ill stand but I ain't coming
Over as she
she spoke with a voice
that strucked at the sky
She said come on over
Bittersweet
Ill wrap you in my arms
And she said let me sign
Let me sign
Has her arms twisted
Is pointing at me
Ill stand but I ain't coming
Over as she
she spoke with a voice
that strucked at the sky
She said come on over
Bittersweet
Ill wrap you in my arms
And she said let me sign
Let me sign