Besedila:
Plumb Bittersweet

And lets you in and we are free, yeah Now I can breathe And I feel grace rush over me It runs through my veins And what I taste is bittersweet, bittersweet

Prevod: Plumb. Bittersweet.

I've been carrying this old luggage And I'ts been really bugging me So when you called to see me I couldn't believe it Could it really be? You need