4 acessos
The camera doesn't lie, this is what we've done
So far from where we had started from
Soothing the egos of losers in a game much bigger
What were we doing here
Thrust into a bad dream, descended like a smokescreen
The night it went too far
To bend, to steal
The night it went too far
To mend, to feel
The night it went too far
Melting down the mind always sounds like fun
'Til someone whispers and it weighs a ton
Breaking the silence with secrets that decay with vigor
What were we doing here
Thrust into a bad dream, descended like a smokescreen
The night it went too far
To bend, to steal
The night it went too far
To mend, to feel
The night it went too far
Thrust into a bad dream, descended like a smokescreen
What were we doing here
Sucked into the jet stream that washed away the hurt clean
What were we doing here