I step right off the edge, let the blood rush to my head I?m going down to where the lucky one's have bled I lift the veil up to reveal a fascination
Превод: Дестилаторите. Любовта е Paranoid.
I step right off the edge Let the blood rush to my head I?m going down to where the lucky ones have bled I lift the veil up to reveal fascination And