Как хорошо, что у меня есть ее музыка.
текстYou can see that I swim
Through the sea of painful
You have watched as I pull
Myself from the floor
And you were there when I
Built my tower like pebbles in the rain
Trying to balance all that I had left
With what I didn't have anymore
And would you tear my castle down
Stone by stone
And let the wind run through my windows
'Til there was nothing left but a battered rose
And would you tear my castle down
Stone by stone
And let the wind run through my windows
'Til there was nothing left but a battered rose
You seem so devoted
Your love is unconditional
You were self-promoted
I never asked you
You were my everything
My apparitional faith
Where are you when I am screaming to my God
What am I coming to
And would you tear my castle down
Stone by stone
And let the wind run through my windows
'Til there was nothing left but a battered rose
And would you tear my castle down
Stone by stone
And let the wind run through my windows
'Til there was nothing left but a battered rose
If I had another place to go
Would you break me, is it that you know
I have no choice but to rebuild again
I'm tied so hard I can't remember when
I last walked free upon these feet of mine
But I'll draw the line
There will come a time
When I am stronger
Your words won't hurt any longer
And would you tear my castle down
Stone by stone
And let the wind run through my windows
'Til there was nothing left but a battered rose
And would you tear my castle down
Stone by stone
And let the wind run through my windows
'Til there was nothing left but a battered rose
And would you tear my castle down
Stone by stone
And let the wind run through my windows
'Til there was nothing left but a battered rose
And would you tear my castle down
Stone by stone
And let the wind run through my windows
'Til there is nothing nothing left
'Til there is nothing nothing left
'Til there is nothing left
And would you tear my castle down
Would you tear my castle down
Would you tear my castle down
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Emilie Autumn,
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