Слова:
Fivespeed Morning Over Midnight

I don't mind Arms through Hell. Waste Time til morning comes over midnight Sunlight will wash away my pride Waste Time til morning comes over midnight

Verse 1: I've seen someone has my well, my swelling eye I'm open, wide open I seem curious by God I'll take this tight, you write the calls, I can

This time I have closed the door and I know that you'll be leaving, we have been though this before and your words can be deceiving. You've made your

as the time went by, I look back at the lifestyle, I have yet to find a low, I have yet to find a low I'm tired of waking up at night, while i roll over

I've left all the friends i know and i'm down to skin and bones and mind can't get me now you catch all the signs i show and by now we're burning slow