no one understand, a wanted man. Cause you live by a code known by the ghosts of the dead, and you gotta keep movin’ with that price on your head. Stil no time for a friend. When any strange will be the end
There was a time, when you believed. When everything was springtime green. Before you learned that life was mean. And nothing is ever what it seems
你渐渐改变,是因为这个小镇,是因为你已经厌倦了你的生活,是因为你想当个普通人。
Don’t let the darkness, in your head. All the love your ment to share, your shared. All the tears we will never hear. And all the dreams that disappear. Sometimes your feel so alone, in the shadows of regret