paroles de chanson My Point Being - Curt Smith

Grace falls
Bitter luck
Next time
Games we play
Pride, ascension, murder
Line, correction, farther away
My point being all is rust
All is riot, always was
My point being words are wasted on us
His tree
Her thing
Cut to the chase and
Make ends meet
Pride, ascension, murdered us
Miss Direction, Father Away
My point being all is rust
All is riot, always was
My point being words are wasted on us
My point being all is dust
All is quiet, always was
My point being words are wasted on us
My point being words are wasted on us