Can you find something real? Tea wine for the mother behaves. I can't look back for heaven, deciding your motherfucking caver. Bothered strange Aim! Bothered strange Can you feel something dead? Well take mine, for everything yeah. Open through every maggot, rain, I feel bad for everything you're saying.
Well I'm a poem. So feel my hardest. And I, I'm a poem. So keep heart. Now I'm alone, you fit my heart. All in a bone, keep my heart.
Can you feel something red? Let it be for everything, yeah. I can't look back from hell, deciding your little pity greed.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.