Give in
Show me where you hide your past
Living like the ghost you are
When the last bell rings
To your grans death
Third of march
I´m not the person I want to be - she said - otherwise I would be more quiet
I don't have what you need, don't have the courage to be like the people you admire
I am just the cigarette you smoke, not the water you need to live
I'm not the song whose lyrics you keep in mind, but the one you lose during the day
Not the stars of a warm summer night, but the shadow that watches during the day in winter
I am not what you need and see, but what you have and decide not to appreciate
When the last bell rings
To your grans death
NOXTIS - inner flame - a short message Lyrics
NOXTIS - inner flame - a short message Lyrics
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Give in
Show me where you hide your past
Living like the ghost you are
When the last bell rings
To your grans death
Third of march
I´m not the person I want to be - she said - otherwise I would be more quiet
I don't have what you need, don't have the courage to be like the people you admire
I am just the cigarette you smoke, not the water you need to live
I'm not the song whose lyrics you keep in mind, but the one you lose during the day
Not the stars of a warm summer night, but the shadow that watches during the day in winter
I am not what you need and see, but what you have and decide not to appreciate
When the last bell rings
To your grans death
Show me where you hide your past
Living like the ghost you are
When the last bell rings
To your grans death
Third of march
I´m not the person I want to be - she said - otherwise I would be more quiet
I don't have what you need, don't have the courage to be like the people you admire
I am just the cigarette you smoke, not the water you need to live
I'm not the song whose lyrics you keep in mind, but the one you lose during the day
Not the stars of a warm summer night, but the shadow that watches during the day in winter
I am not what you need and see, but what you have and decide not to appreciate
When the last bell rings
To your grans death
Writer: NOXTIS XIII
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid