Текст песни Armored saint - Stricken By Fate
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Текст песни Armored saint - Stricken By Fate
Damage to my head, peace stays in the bedMaking love the only thing we can doOtherwise in our lives, all we do is fightNever stop enough to call a truceThe only time that you find satisfaction is in our physical playYou love me in the course of the evening but so bitter in the day( )Think you'd wipe the smudge, but just carry on the grudgeNothing gets forgiven from youSoon I'll lose the cure, and you'll thirst so much moreSomebody fresh I wonder whoNow I think it's time for me to walk straight out the doorAnd leave you hereBut my pride hurts too much for that youWouldn't even shed a tearGot to pack my bags, and leave behind the pastLiving with you was worse than hellStill I feel blue, and I wonder do youWith the look on your face you could never tell