Letras
Break right
Your type, the idiot fraud
Inside
Which time? I hate that you called
Capsize, the organ rides
Moonlight, the guitar hides
If you could suffer my bad night
The music died
In spite
Your lies, in bed with your wife
Not quite
Offline, what did you hide?
Capsize, the organ rides
Moonlight, the guitar cries
If you could suffer my bad night
The music died
If you sell your life
I'll never apologize
If you sell your life
I'll never apologize