They can stop me, let them try
For rock and metal I will die
ESTÁS LEYENDO
On The Sidewalk Bleeding
PoetryAnd there I lie On cold cement Pressing my slick fingers to my side Darkness doesn't tinge the edges It flashes and dances in spots In and out of vision I will die here In a puddle And all I can think about is How I didn't tell you 'I love you' My...
Metal
They can stop me, let them try
For rock and metal I will die
