We see a storm is closing in, Pretending we ain't ...
We see a storm is closing in,
Pretending we ain't scared.
And now I don't understand it
You don't mess with love, you mess with the truth
Say you'll see me again even if it's just in your wildest dreams
Muzyka
Baby they ain't got a clue
Can't love me like you
And you were strong and I was not
My illusion, my mistake
One step ahead always
Guiding me through my haze
Now I’m Four Five Seconds from wildin’
And we got three more days ’til Friday
Zobacz, tysiące ludzi z lodu, siedzi na schodach
i w miejskim słońcu iskrzy się.
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Muzyka
Another day,another lonely night
I would do anything to have you by my side
Uwolnię Cię od zgiełku miast
Ciągłych pogoni, nierównych kast