اكتشف قصة هذه الأغنية وموضوعاتها ومشاعرها.
A dull life | Inviting no jail time | Nights spent inside
A dull life Inviting no jail time Nights spent inside Gifted with endless foresight To clarify The dirt under your nails The proof that you've been here Let's add up your wrongs A rabid mob to audit who you are Skull's on fire Praying for insight Missing your veins Until you're found by the police lights To clarify The dirt under your nails The proof that you've been here Let's add up your wrongs A rabid mob to audit who you are You've got choices And suffer with interests Or float along with no consequence I wish I could help But I don't know myself Dirt under your nails The proof that you've been here You feed your passions Or follow them all as they die in the sun
لا توجد أغانٍ مشابهة بعد.
