sweet demise
Singer:soilwork
i can feel how it's calling me
like the words to a silent sleep
as the beating gets worse. i face the fact as i roll the dice
pretend to feel when my luck is burnt
sick of fighting lad of provident lies
i hope the wind finally turn. selfishly?
i've learned to trust the fall
i've learned to see through all
when the peril is out of time
i'll be there at the end of the line
i don't care who is wrong or right
it doesn't matter if it's out of sight
when no one else seems to dare
sick of fighting lad of provident lies
i hope the wind finally turn. selfishly?
i've learned to trust the fall
i've learned to see through all
when the peril is out of time
i'll be there at the end of the line