Chuck's Song
Issa
Breathe - and still believe While the knives twist deeper in your back Still i feel a breeze Again he kows what it means to hate And his heart cannot forget From the earth his blood Cries out to me
Breathe - and still believe While the knives twist deeper in your back Still i feel a breeze Again he kows what it means to hate And his heart cannot forget From the earth his blood Cries out to me