Слова:
Down For The Count History In The Making Ep

m living out every dream that i never thought could be oh how i hate the breaklights shining down on me a comfortable silence is all that i need to make

This year, i fear that i'll be swept away, gone from here you see my plea for this sunken diplomacy i miss those talks and fights that kept us up all

you wasting away outside in the street the only thing that ever kept us close was your ever so elegant smile and the way that you talk me down take

command and control of course that's what i can tell from you, of course that's what i perceive from you, it's true roll the dice, make it count, that