I'm prepared for this I never shoot to miss
I'm prepared for this
I never shoot to miss
You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
My Słowianie wiemy, jak użyć mowy ciała,
wiemy, jak poruszasz tym, co mama w genach dała.
But there's a scream inside that we all try to hide
We hold on so tight, we cannot deny
Eats us alive, oh it eats us alive
Clipped wings, I was a broken thing
Had a voice, had a voice but I could not sing
See, whoa, c’est la vie
Maybe something’s wrong with me
But, whoa, at least I am free, I am free
We found love in a hopeless place
Muzyka
And now I don't understand it
You don't mess with love, you mess with the truth
First you gonna say you ain't runnin' game
Thinkin' I'm believing every word
Died last night in my dreams
All the machines had been disconnected
If you want, we can be runaways
Running from any site of love