that's all mine, this is how the beautiful decay, and the pain washes the color away, how the wicked find their seperate ways, how you'll look on that
guilt that's all mine This is how the beautiful decay And the pain washes the color away How the wicked find their separate ways How you'll look on that
Tercüme: Darkest Hour. Nasıl Güzel Decay.
the guilt that's all mine This is how the beautiful decay And the pain washes the color away How the wicked find their separate ways How you'll look on
