Phil Campbell piosenki

Running slow like cold engines do On the hills of bleak mornings through Streets are ready to explode, but i won't die today... I sang of hymns that once warmed my soul Old piano's in wood floor halls A beauty shone was my teacher and still today... Chorus:...

My spikes are sinking My blade are clean My wheels are rolling So far from green I got it all against me I got a lot to prove Sometimes you got to stay still Before it's right to pivot then move It's fine to choose the poison Chew it up and spit...