Marcus Goodine все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Knowing when to step away
Thats the best level to find assurance some would say
I put my life into these bars for no one to know it
A sick feeling in my gut, as a sculptor I mold it
A brisk breeze and a rain on this easter
We take a risk to catch disease to give thanks to the teacher
Heaven knows the game of life as they watch from the bleachers
Its pretty hard to discuss and I'm far from a preacher