3 acessos
Some say: "Death before dishonour"
But there's no pleasure in this pain
They've got a gun with silver bullets
And each bullet's got my name
My body's smashed to ruins
I got nothing you can use
So you say I had it comin'?
Well, honey, faith is no excuse
C: If time is on my side - Then bet against time
If time is on my side - Then bet against time
I asked you for forgiveness
And I offered you my bed
Since my tounge don't speak your language
I gazed in your eyes instead
This submission and degradation
Are not figments of my mind
When I turn a few rocks over
Are you afraid what I might find?