Текст песни Dead Moon - Running Scared
Dead Moon - Running Scared слова песни
The imaginary line that we dont dare crossThat innocent side that might be lostThat dangerous beast that lies insideThat public cry, that never knowingThe dark at the top of the stairsIm running scaredThat fading youth that leaves no traceThat tick-tick-ticking that leaves no traceThat final design, that self-destructThat condescending critic whos out for bloodThe dark at the top of the stairsIm running scaredThat twilight flash, that one-night standThat grand illusion, that radar scanThat piece by piece, that bit by bitThat electric whine by mechanical lipsThe dark at the top of the stairsIm running scared