Текст песни Heatmiser - MockUp
Heatmiser - MockUp слова песни
Secondary, secondary self for myself (? )A devil dog, a close call, somebody elseAnd your love, your love, your loveIts just a wicked friend and its time that youre fighting offAre you scared that Im dying ? ? ? ? ? Start believing in a secondary, secondary self for myselfSick pride, a dead heart, somebody elseYou wanna get well on your ownBut truth to tell, youve been shot to hellYoure all f***ing holesAll I ever ? ? ? ? ? Doing things that Ill never tell anybody elseIm not shooting, Im not shooting, Im not playingIm here waiting for anybodyWell I guess Im not playingMelodrama, its just meIts just meIts your love, its your love