4 acessos
With devils on our side
What's the use of lying?
The truth itself will speak
Volumes when we're dying
We spoke to ourselves when
All was bathed in silence
We spoke to ourselves with
The lives that lay beside us
We kissed on the mouth in
When all was bathed in firelight
We kissed on the mouth when
Nothing else felt right
With an angel by my side
I caught myself crying
For fear that I had died
Or worse, that I was dying