Letras:Omnium Gatherum. Amor Tonight.

I put my boots back on
Brought them down from the attic
And they're so nice and broken
With words unspoken to this city inside aflame

Here I am like a crooked little lamb
So breathless, the world is trying to stop
And the night is still and it's still if you only knew

Like an hour of doom
With broken bottles on the streets
And amor gone crazy so crazy as we feel afire

So forgive me, the bad weather
There's no love without faith and thine is dead
No love without faith and thine is dead

So would you let me be, let me be
The bastard waleis
That I was meant to be tonight?

So would you let me be, let me be
The bastard waleis
That I was meant to be?

I was meant to be
I was meant to be
I was meant to be