She don’t wander in...don’t wander in here, she...
She don’t wander in here...don’t wander in here...
The direction of the eye, so misleading
The defection of the soul, nauseously quick
I don’t question, our existence
I just question, our modern needs
She don’t wander in...don’t wander in here, she...
She don’t wander in here...
I will walk...with my hands bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
Into your garden, garden of stone...yeah...
After all is done, and we’re still alone
I won’t be taken, yet I’ll go...with my hands bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
Into your garden, garden of stone
I don’t show...i don’t share...
I don’t need, yeah...what you have to give...
Oooh, I will walk...with my hands bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
Into your garden, garden...oh...
I will walk with my hands bound
I will walk into your garden, garden of stone...
I don’t know...i don’t care...
I don’t need you for me to live...yeah, yeah, yeah, oh...
Uh huh huh... (8x) |
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