Слова:
City And Colour Body In A Box

i forgot to say racing through my mind, oh And don't you bury me six feet under ground just burn my body in a box and let my ashes blow with the wind

that i forgot to say racing through my mind, oh And don't you bury me six feet under ground just burn my body in a box and let my ashes blow with the

of a lizard but full of colour like the spots of a leopard drum and bass pull me in like a shepherd scratch my itch like a needle on a record full of

a tree in a desert dried up like the skin of a lizard but full of colour like the spots of a leopard drum and bass pull me in like a shepherd scratch

a tree in a desert dried up like the skin of a lizard but full of colour like the spots of a leopard drum and bass pull me in like a shepherd scratch