Lletres:
City And Colour Wastin Time

the crime in wasting time with you no need to run when the pistols fire it's alright just let the meter expire where's the crime in waisting time with

the crime in wasting time with you no need to run when the pistols fire it's alright just let the meter expire where's the crime in waisting time with

the crime in wasting time with you no need to run when the pistols fire it's alright just let the meter expire where's the crime in waisting time with

of all faith and hope and love. There's a time for all pilgrims, and a time for the fakers too, there's a time when we all will stand alone and nude;

be writing As the voices echo in your head In the book called wasted lives As you read Henry and Anais All the lost weekends and booze All the finger-and

name of all faith and hope and love. There's a time for all pilgrims, and a time for the fakers too, there's a time when we all will stand alone and nude