Текстове на песни: The Cure. Disintegration. Closedown.
I'm running out of time
I'm out of step and closing down
And never sleep for wanting hours
The empty hours of greed
And uselessly always the need
To feel again the real belief
Of something more than mockery
If only I could fill my heart with love
I'm out of step and closing down
And never sleep for wanting hours
The empty hours of greed
And uselessly always the need
To feel again the real belief
Of something more than mockery
If only I could fill my heart with love