Of a beaten road Trained by our voices Given one choice It's to break the shell and move ahead Or eighteen dead and decided Melt me down Pour me out
Tradução: Pressure 4-5. Derretir Me Down.
Sense of a beaten road Trained by our voices Given one choice it?s Break the shell and move ahead Or eighteen dead and decided [CHORUS:] Melt me down Pour me
aside But burn down our home I won't leave alive Glacies have melted to the sea I wish the tide would take me over I've been down on my knees And you
aside But burn down our home I won't leave alive Glaciers have melted to the sea I wish the tide would take me over I've been down on my knees And you
My pressure defences melting away. 'Cause I can't level this brimming, seething dread. My pressure defences melting away. With anxiety I'm burning! [x4
[modelled after MC Lyte's 'Paper Thin'] (If you know the song, sing along) [ J. Sands ] Ah Yo 1-2 3 to the 4 Ah Yo, 5 to the 6 Lone Catalysts, check
