Stranded in their scope: where will you go? Pretending to dance in quiet clothes. Your smile is broke. You look for the morning
They appeared in a cloud of white smoke for you. But it’s just dry ice all under their cloaks. Pull out all stops; you must escalate. Show yourself useful, not just guts and bones. Just guts and bones.
Where you’ll explore on your careful toes, this strange love from strange lives.
Humour them with your malleable soul. Their strange love from strange lives.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
