We don't always have the strength to stop
Keep on drowning all the way
Living hard like a ghost in time
The crowd left the evening play
The fake connection to our own people
Makes a mockery of us
The sad cave that we dance in is for
Piling Corpses on the floor
It's so hard to carry on
When we fall in love
Then our hearts as young
- 专辑:Indian Summer
- 歌手:The Partisan Seed
- 歌曲:Ditch