think my bones are breaking under black eyes and bookcases up to the sky the promises i made myself - that i wouldn't land it cause it's a bad habit - they don't help
the nights are crazy and when i try to sleep all i see is grinding teeth and soft skin you're biting into my mess and i bask in the pain that comes to pass
the heart wants us to fall in love everyone i know wants to fall in love but love once got me in the gut there was no real fight, it tore me upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
