Waltzing with ghosts comatose by revered. The futures unclear and I'm afraid that the ending is near. Like planning a funeral late my dear. Rotating the sphere what good is another year when I don't like the life I lead but lack the brave to break routine of cycles that compose of my seems. I lack the love of life to give but yet I've just begun to live. Hopeful to forget before I give. Worthwhile smiles through fading styles it's been too long it's been awhile. And my head keeps screaming "I don't want help it feels just fine" over and over in my mind.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
