Stepped into my shoes today I paint the wall, the wall is paint Holding a glass jar of change With white tape and my last name
The room's beige, it's a mess You dream to be sleepless The room's beige, it's a mess You dream to be sleepless
I live in a gallery that no one's ever seen Sometimes all the golden fruit Falls down on top of me
The room's beige, it's a mess You dream to be sleepless The room's beige, it's a mess You dream to be sleeplessTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
