Some people kill for less Some people find it hard to get dressed Some people will Ask how old I am
Some people livin' the life Some people need more than a slice But when it fades, when the glitter has gone
You know it, you owe it to yourself I won't let i make you mad it's already crazy
Oh we're lonely one Mercedes down The brighter lights & their smiles Their empty hands
Some people don't get much Some people feel in their touch With spirit worlds talking to you now
Some people just can't say Some people just wanna play They get a kick when it's all messed up
What you thought you'd lost was just mislaid All the poems written in your skinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
