The stars turned to the dices
That's why you hear cuss words during your sleep at night
Pain is here to tell you
You're nothing special.
The stars turned to the dices
That's why you hear cuss words during your sleep at night
Pain is here to tell you
You're nothing special.
Maybe life is beautiful
Maybe she's sweet
But there are times that
Fog spreads
Your cold eyes
Antarctica goes pale when she sees them
No one will be able
To put you back in the game
Your cold eyes
Antarctica goes pale when she sees them
No one will be able
To put you back in the game
Maybe life is beautiful
Maybe she's sweet
But there are times that
Fog spreads