Vendetta Red все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Days are numbered 6-6-6
And I'll begin the countdown
By calling off the circus
somewhere in these
Cryptic scriptures
I'll find myself drifting in a sky
Full of...

The last thing I wanna do right now is read your stupid poetry
Why can't you just tell me what you really wanna say?
You'd clear your conscience with words so weak and empty
But something in your eyes gave you away
And i've been lonely like a silhouette or a serenade
A heart attack or a man betrayed
The arms of love are holding me like a silhouette or a serenade
Is this all you have to say this broken boy would hang on every word