Warm wolves milking Mary In the skull of a girl made of flowers My angel's gone crazy As her heart is being devoured
I treated you badly and Don't want to be forgiven Forgot the taste of candy Right after I lost all vision
The leaves are growing older In the dark I lie here beneath them The sun smiles as it gets colder More than once or twice I have asked him
"Why can't I stop thinking And live pretty just like a flower?" I question while I'm still drinking And not kissing your eyes at this hourTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
