Текст песни




You, still a whisper on my lips
Feeling at my fingertips
Pulling at my skin
You, you leave me when I'm at my worst
Feeling as if I've been cursed
Real cold within
You, still a whisper on my lips
Feeling at my fingertips
Pulling at my skin
You, you leave me when I'm at my worst
Feeling as if I've been cursed
Real cold within
You, still a whisper on my lips
Feeling at my fingertips
Pulling at my skin
You, you leave me when I'm at my worst
Feeling as if I've been cursed
Real cold within
You, still a whisper on my lips
Feeling at my fingertips
Pulling at my skin
You, you leave me when I'm at my worst
Feeling as if I've been cursed
Real cold within
You, still a whisper on my lips
Feeling at my fingertips
Pulling at my skin
You, you leave me when I'm at my worst
Feeling as if I've been cursed
Real cold within
You, still a whisper on my lips
Feeling at my fingertips
Pulling at my skin
You, you leave me when I'm at my worst
Feeling as if I've been cursed
Real cold within



Авторы: Victoria Horn, Steven Paul Smith


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