Tekst
Your awful words spoke into darkness
And made light
If I had your tongue we would all be young
Until the end of time
I haven't left this opium den in a hundred years
I rocked, I rolled alone
Your awful words spoke into darkness
And made light
If I had your tongue we would all be young
Until the end of time
I haven't left this opium den in a hundred years
I rocked, I rolled alone