You're hardly sitting right next to my thoughts. Your gut is leaving on the edge of my self-destruct. If I could sleep all-night, I would tell to myself... “I cannot drown this long, I never said I want.”
No walking down the stairs, crap through your throat. Shit is open out, and I'm having a rope. If I could sleep all-night, I would save to myself..sayin': “I could have died this long; I never write that wrong.”
I can't help myself from, needing, here all night long in the sun. I can't waste my best from, leaving hypo critic. Please to say, burdened brave. Human wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
