Paroles de Gift Of Tongues

Your lines flow like water Killing each member of a generation You're bridge burning at the speed of light Can you keep a secret? Refuse all these copied works of gold Leave this alone (decisions killing you) These words are only for her (self-serving suicide) Imagine the sunset Sleeping on the edge of your ambition Taking over, selling aside your words In spite of this touch of jade My chances they will stay the same Relying on your actions Hoping she never told me A flow in your reaction You never stole it from me