The Wiitala Brothers
past present future told
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Time slips away and there's nothing left
What good is it to hope in anything but death?
I find myself alone again, on my own
I see the past, present, future told
and it tells me nothing
I see the past, present, future told
and it tells me to run and hide
If there's nothing else that can go on
No, no, no, no, no
Time drifts away and there's no one left
What good is it to hope in anything but death?
I find myself alone again, on my own
I find myself alone again, on my own
I see the past, present, future told
and it tells me nothing
I see the past, present, future told
and it tells me to run and hide
Yes, there's nothing else that can go on
No, no, no, no, no
- Album:
- Bad Blood