Texty písní Destroy The Runner

Destroy The Runner

It's Always Cold In Paris

Death to my will

Oh, can I fill this hole in my heart?

What will ever fill?

I've fallen way too far, I wanted only you

Tell me what we are when I'm hurting you

And you're hurting me

And why are we in love?

Nothing is ever new and we both can see that

Death to your will, oh, can I fill this hole in your heart?

Swallow me as a pill and stand with me in the dark

Oh, I only wanted you

Winter has lasted too long, oh, it's always cold here

We can't see right or see wrong

Oh, it always snows dear

Winter has lasted too long, oh, it's always cold here

We can't see right or see wrong

Oh, it's always cold my dear

With crumbling, ripping, and failing

You'd think that we'd get the point

God and the devils are saying

"The well has rejected your coins"