speakers were crying bye bye love you took the one good thing that i had left painter's hands and a seventh son i thought you were my friend but i'm guessing i was wrong
demanding lungs caught me in a blur we could talk but i'd ask too much wouldn't want to jump the gun besides remember i don't say enough can't stay up with you to see the rising sun
i feel like the morning after blues just enough to knock it through the day not enough to make me insane not enough to make me insane not enough to make me crazy just enough to make me insane just enough to make me crazyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
