Steven Wilson şarkı sözleri
What was the point of making you trust?You live in a lie, the pain in the dustGod always shouts, and you always kickThrough passionless hours, yeah you make me sickYour secret is told, but the body rejectedYour smile's a question, but the end is expectedA truce is attained, excuses are givenTime to assessNow the nails have been drivenTime to assess, now the nails have been driven (x2)
