Текст песни The Bled - Sound Of Sulfur
The Bled - Sound Of Sulfur слова песни
Waiting for the sun to set my wings ablaze.The show must go on.The funeral needs star.Tonight I have become the gossip and the choir.The useless and the used.The one who reaches for her arms.I am denial.You are the one who fell from grace for them.Is there a reason why?The funeral needs a star.As you walk away for the last timecould you hear my heart consumed behind you?As you turn your back from the dyingdid you feel the sun burn out inside you?You set my wings ablaze.You will run from familiar arms into their embrace.I hope they love you like I did when you needed meand I came to you that night.