It's Christmas in that old house. That VHS tape has surely worn out. What do you see between the analog and grain? It's the faces of your friends your family and how they've changed. How I've changed.
Goodbye Mom, goodbye Dad. Goodbye everything I had. It's the new year and the countdown begins. Another night of wishing I had friends.
Because I watched the sun rise and set from a shitty second story apartment. Watching old home movies that Dad made, eyes focused on the smiles in each frame.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
