Album by Blindside
Number of Lyrics in Album : 8
By Blindside, Put the knife in the table Deck of cards fly across
By Blindside, My feet felt light for the first time in months
By Blindside, Pace is picking up Tempo changing slowly gradually hardly noticeable One beat
By Blindside, Slipped away out of my hands like a soap once
By Blindside, Take back that photograph it breaks my heart And I will
By Blindside, Softly like a touch of a dark angel Her hand in
By Blindside, That boy is gone Sometimes I miss the way he wept
By Blindside, Black rose where are you now White skin as cold as