If you find that instrument
The one made of gold
You can use it on my chest
Find my mutated Soul
Even when I'm not with you
I don't feel alone
And I can feel that pain
Wherever you may go
Dead Ringers
de Surf Curse
If you find that instrument
The one made of gold
You can use it on my chest
Find my mutated Soul
Even when I'm not with you
I don't feel alone
And I can feel that pain
Wherever you may go
