Moral Panic Songtext
von Y La Bamba

Shot who′s all heart of the sickened...
This is a waiting for my thoughts
Waiting for my thoughts
Representing my high forgotten thoughts
My forgotten thoughts
This broken bed is my humble offering
Will I walk on these waters,
This is my humble offering,
Whoa,
... you are so ... teaching the star just a mind to behave
You taught here life, you gave her love Hero dear sister, you are so brave
Well I heard that the ... is ready ...season
But slow it's my flow, it′s... while growing
Well it's nice to have a life
A life of dreaming revelations
Well it's nice to have a life
A life of dreaming revelations
I am surely unborn just to make it
I am surely unborn just to make it
I am surely unborn just to make it.