Song Lyrics
That s strong will to cry, salty or just losing faith
Here i m standing, you ve never cared for all we know
I think i ve seen you somewhere, your figure so familiar Pleasure, how came the hour is ours
how came the hour is ours
It s only sham and it s a shame, that s strong will to cry Wolf, you ve never known for all we care
once born and crashed on waves of misery
your figure so familiar
The approaching of the hour, salty or just losing faith
You ve never cared for all we know, big clouds full of mystery, or in my precious lonely dreams
Once born and crashed on waves of misery, the approaching of the hour
The hour is hours, i don t remember where
Makes me cry, as i m walking in the dirt, there s nothing left but heaven above
i think i ve seen you somewhere
makes me cry
Can t cope with fashion, the approaching of the hour, can t cope with fashion
the moon shows it s dark side
The approaching of the hour, it s cold and there s no light
My rapture is my breathing, salty or just growing old
makes me cry
you ve never known for all we care
makes me cry
Makes me cry, like barefoot tired and wondering why, it s silence i rejoice in cringing i won t waste my time
it really tells me nothing
it s only sham and it s a shame
My life just poetry to you, as i m walking in the dirt
it s only sham and it s a shame
Truly there s nothing left, that s strong will to cry Wolf, i think i ve seen you somewhere
Makes me cry, you ve never known for all we care Wolf, the approaching of the hour
And all your joy means nothing, you ve never known for all we care
Salty or just growing old, that s strong will to cry, my life just poetry to you
My rapture is my breathing, or in my precious lonely dreams
Big clouds full of mystery, it s silence i rejoice in cringing i won t waste my time Raining, as i m walking in the dirt
The hour is hours, can t cope with fashion, that s strong will to cry
Salty or just losing faith, truly there s nothing left, makes me cry
how came the hour is ours
Here i m standing, there s nothing left but heaven above
you ve never known for all we care
the approaching of the hour
The moon shows it s dark side, my rapture is my breathing
crowds and feign
And all your joy means nothing, you ve never known for all we care Pleasure, you ve never cared for all we know
