Biffy Clyro "There's No Such Man As Crasp" |
Ribs break, souls stay bare. This I know. Your forked stare cuts through, This I know. Face up to a pointless task. It's the same re-written as crasp. Ribs break, souls stay bare. This I know. Your forked stare cuts through, This I know. Face up to a pointless task. It's the same re-written as crasp. Face up to a pointless task. His name... is crasp. Ribs break, souls stay bare Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |