Armstrong


Look at the air we breathe tonight,
and the sweet decay of animals.

When I don‘t know how to feel around you,
when everythingg is gone,
and sweet decay of animals.

You were meant to fall down,
Your were meant to fall down,

and what if..(x15)

Into the night you go home?
Your are not my firend

But when all you feelings go there,
I‘m by your side!

Into the night you go home?
Your are not my firend

I‘m by your side,
I‘m by your side,
I‘m by your side!.