To The Wall (Intermission) Songtext

Kind Of Like Spitting

von The Thrill Of The Hunt

To The Wall (Intermission) Songtext
I can't articulate this sudden need for space
You ask me where it hurts
And the circle closes
Our demographic, digital static
Are we stillborn?
Are we still brothers?
There's good news, there's bad news
I'm a number,
But you're a number too