-О себе
She walked outside
Among the men, finding me,
Your last
Ten million miles, her way was close
To her inside
Can't you see her life is broken?
Turn back, believe
Nothing is over
(c) Praying for a Riot
Among the men, finding me,
Your last
Ten million miles, her way was close
To her inside
Can't you see her life is broken?
Turn back, believe
Nothing is over
(c) Praying for a Riot
