Текст песни Paradise Lost - I Despair
Paradise Lost - I Despair слова песни
In your hands I`m trying flightI can`t dieIn your hands I`m trying.In your hands I`m trying flightI can`t die,I`m flying in the cold breeze every nightSpare me all the strifeMy desires never tire but would it feel much better if I died?Petty highs get me by but how long must I live with this disguise...Have you no direction?I just sense pretentious signs...In your sighsHave you no direction?I just sense the pretentious signsIn your highs...I hear the same old stories every nightSpare me all the strifeMy desires never tireBut would it feel much better if I died?Petty highs get me byBut how long must I live with this disguise...