For the normal limits to human perception, I walkin in my skin of incorruption. Can I give you what, GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT? The song I hear, is talking to my blood. Can I give you what, GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT? Can I give you what, GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT? The song I hear, is talking to my blood.
Counting the colors that you gave to my blood, You know I never be mentally on your side. I tried to do this with fire in my grace, But your needle always at my veins.
If hand to the sun, the only reason of yours life, Then why I dont do this, please tell me why?
For the normal limits to human perception, I walkin in my skin of incorruption. Can I give you what, GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT? The song I hear, is talking to my blood.
I'll hate you[x8]
Can I give you what, GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT? Can I give you what, GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT? The song I hear, is talking to my blood.