Besedila: Left Hand Solution. The Crooked Smile.

[Words: Barthold, music: Selin]

I feel you slip right into me
Skin that sun ain't burned too much
Eyes, these emotional wounds
I was bound to lose

A day of crooked smiles
I'm the faithless one
On that day of crooked smiles
I'll come back once more

The light of loving that you gave me
Lit from this moment of despair
This gift of grief that you gave me
I was bound to lose

A day of crooked smiles...

This is the final closure
This is my life
This is the final closure
A day of breaking has come