Besedila: Devil Sold His Soul. Blessed And Cursed. Tides.

Hold down whats inside
I dont want to run
I cant remember the last thing I said to you
We'll separate the tides
I will not give up on this hope
But i'm falling to pieces
I will not give up on this hope
Will to survive
and all of this because I am blessed
as much as I am blessed
I am cursed

(Thanks to Haydn for these lyrics)