Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Black Label Society. Sonic Brew. Low Down.

[Incomprehensible]

You leave me hanging high
Lost my sense to confide
Blanks, confused and empty
Yet overcome with a relieving sigh

Silence, deafening silence
Wicked world running through your head
Tired of second guessing
What I did or what it was I said

Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
Anchor my soul no more, low down

On the outside running smooth
Of a gutless cold machine
Although, I saw it coming
This soon, I didn't think I'd see

Just come out and tell me
You ain't gonna break my will
You're water under the bridge now
Lying dormant, dead and still

Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
Anchor my soul no more, low down

[Incomprehensible]

My eyes can no longer be blackened
My smile can no longer break
As far as I can throw you
I wouldn't trust you 'cause your so damn fake

Let's get somethin' straight here
Get the fuck outta my way
Forever my stone will be rollin'
No matter what ya do or say

Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
Anchor my soul no more, low down