not sure If I can take much more And my path has shift and turned I found the words I'm searching for I don't wanna wait I just want to bury the memories
Tradução: Mercy Drive. Memoria.
for air mercy in my eyes is the shade of the night the piercing sounds you make soaring higher, higher now and once left in my wake your memory
and sadness Booming in my chest Strumbling in my best dress On Lowest Wacker Drive Unseen and forsaken One lost Puerto Rican My heart and heels broken On Lowest Wacker Drive
in circles, you can take it from me His shadow begs for mercy that every lost and found In city after city, town after town Tortured by the memory of
The heavens dropped a bag Of red and white lights Pearls that keep the highway bright And it feels like being born, night driving The moon hangs a dangerous
Stripped between the morning light Violent memories far away I was happy always Kneeling for your mercy I just can't walk the streets Of love anymore
You there. It's my favorite memory. You're so beautiful. The spring in Appalachia, with flowers swaying above the fields of green. It was beautiful. Driving
circles, you can take it from me His shadow begs for mercy of every lost and found In city after city, town after town Tortured by the memory of a love
fadin' rain Everytime we may fall enslave Terrible past flowin' in these veins Waitin' for silence that drives us insane Mercy in your eye, nightmares
he ripped the film for her her life stopped in its tracks and there's no-one she can talk to about it... it's driving her mad a lifetime ago, but the
so recklessly, surprised they didn't kill me Don't think I didn't try it a couple times, but I surround by Living even more cautious, and them cats we lost in drive
. It's my favorite memory. You're so beautiful. The spring in Appalachia, with flowers swaying above the fields of green. It was beautiful. Driving
