Nasty Savage — Doctor Butcher-Season Of The Witch tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Listen to me I’ll tell you something
That you may not want to hear
I know about those games you plan
I know about your fear
Live alone, better lock your door
Gonna come for you, what you wanna do I know these things
That no one knows
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
I just know your souls
Too cold to love
I search for ways to see
Inside your world
Live alone, better lock your door
Gonna come for you, what you wanna do I don’t give a shit anymore
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
Lost inside your sorrow
Lost inside your sorrow
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Posłuchaj mnie, coś ci powiem.
Że może nie chcesz słyszeć
Wiem o tych grach, które planujesz.
Wiem o Twoim strachu.
Żyj sam, lepiej zamknij drzwi
* Gonna come for you, what you wanna do * * I know these things *
Że nikt nie wie
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
I just know your souls
Too cold to love
I search for ways to see
Inside your world
Żyj sam, lepiej zamknij drzwi
Gonna come for you, what you wanna do I don ' t give a shit anymore
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
Burn in the night, hands held to the sky
Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch
Lost inside your sorrow
Lost inside your sorrow