This wooden box It's my home as of late Make no mistake I'm a hermit by grace And my shoes ain't seen the pavement round the block in so long Even though I never take them off
This is getting older This is getting strange Even though I don't take those pills I'm still deranged This is getting used to it This is the change Yea this is my heart breaking Somehow it all feels the same
These are the tears you wouldn't let yourself cry This is the pain that you have denied This is the time when it all comes up from inside This is the time to be aliveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
