my mind Took a wrong lane, every day, I hear myself say Sickening's this feeling, my life, my hopes, my dream's but a drop of fuel for a nightmare they
Översättning: Sonata Arctica. Min dröm är men en droppe bränsle för en mardröm.
myself say Sickening's this feeling, my life, my hopes, my dream's but a drop of fuel for a nightmare they all turn out the same My destiny, my flame