i'll rock my concience as a Hawiian traveler, and just die to the locals. about all the horrors i lived back in the states, or how i hated every single day. i'll sail the turtle islands as a Malasian volunteer, find a beautiful mountain range and bury my heart in the sand. / never think of looking back, never dare look, never dare on a. life through curtains, that wholey certain, this will be the death of me. if i keep this up, at the rate i've been, then i'm the one thats dead. / but it wont do a god damn thing. if theres one thing i could say for sure. burn my identification, climb a mountain well i've been here before. i get new glasses, maybe i read as much as before. grow a new garden, and collect bugs with all of my friends. we grow old, not the tired and crabby old. // we never think of looking back. never dare look back, never dare on a. life through curtains, that wholey certain, this will be the death of me. if i keep this up, at the rate i've been, then i'm the one thats dead.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
