maybe ill live in a basement maybe ill call you maybe ill be ‘call waiting’ and i won’t notice anything so please turn to me sometimes and scream so i know its all still real, remember when we were driving and you thought you saw a wolverine or at least the same kinda thing
and i laughed at you skunk bears don’t live here anymore perhaps it was just a raccoon? they steal tasty treats from the street as food to eat they love it.
i can list the things i care about like showing people songs or just knowing all the words and singing along and love feels like jellybeans my hearts filled up with little bears made of candy concreteTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
