Слова:
Feeder Bitter Glass

You just can't free yourself An' all the words we've spoken Are buried in the sand The ruptured and the broken The taste of bitter glass Gone somewhere

You just can't free yourself An' all the words we've spoken Are buried in the sand The ruptured and the broken The taste of bitter glass Gone somewhere

You just can't free yourself An' all the words we've spoken Are buried in the sand The ruptured and the broken The taste of bitter glass Gone somewhere