Holy ghosts and talk show hosts tell the story the story well tell the story well this time.
I'm just to lazy to finish my thoughts so I close my eyes so I don't have to watch myself slip away.
It's like a day dream I can't complain I lose my mind on an airplane.
Spread my ashes in the nearest town on the windiest day they won't hit the ground
I finished last on the coldest day I break my heart every single day. Holy ghosts and talk show hosts tell the stories well I can't complain.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.