Paroles de Silent Climbers

The end of your masquerade a matter of time The human race was dying out No one left to scream and shout People walking on the moon Hate will get you pretty son Everyone was hangin out hangin up and hangin down hangin in and holdin fast Hope our little world will last The human race was dying out No one left to scream and shout People walking on the moon Hate will get you pretty son