Текст песни Stone Temple Pilots - Naked Sunday
Stone Temple Pilots - Naked Sunday слова песни
You`re the fuel to the fire
You`re the weapons of war
You`re the irony of justice
And the father of law
I`ve been waiting for awhile to meet you
For the chance to shake your hand
To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
And when all is over and we return to dust
Who will be my judge and which one do I trust
Angst...
You`re the champion of sorrow
You`re the love and the pain
You`re the fighter of evil
Yet you`re one in the same
Been waiting for awhile to meet you
For the chance to shake your hand
To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
And when all is over and we return to dust
Who will be my judge and which one do I trust?