Desolate Disposition Songtext
von The High Temples

Some nights are restless
Like everything is out of my reach
I was amazed that you have traced
And set my weaknesses ablazed

We ought to come back one day and died in the next fine day
Another would try today and failed in every way


You suck all my soul
Til everything turns hollow
You′ll never see my bones
Cause nothing left but sorrow

We ought to come back one day and died in the next fine day
(You suck all my soul)
Another would try today and failed in every way
(Til everything turns hollow)

We ought to come back one day and died in the next fine day
Another would try today and failed in every way