Paroles de No Home Without Its Sire

No Yester Dreams No grey desire No body's sap and tire No sorrows born Of Lust's disguise No Home Without It's Sire Break out the tomb The selfmade womb No faded flick No grey desire No body's sap and tire And if you ask me You know I'll give And if you run from me Well I'll be waiting in the driver's car No Yester Dreams No grey desire No body's sap and tire No sorrows born Of Lust's disguise No Home Without It's Sire Break out the tomb The selfmade womb No faded flick No grey desire No body's sap and tire And if you ask me You know I'll give And if you run from me Well I'll be waiting in the driver's car