CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Mordor
[Instrumental]
Up the ladder that sits the silo where winter came
Through my shadows I thought that I should feel this way
I can't take it I won't make it Buckled knees and arms are shaking
Windy Blossoms trip my box off, I am melting all my signs off
[Instrumental]
Up the ladder that sits the silo where winter came
Through my shadows I thought that I should feel this way
I can't take it I won't make it Buckled knees and arms are shaking
Windy Blossoms trip my box off, I am melting all my signs off
[Instrumental]
