you're sweeping up the soldiers and every song is thin gather acorns for winter so you know where you've been but where you been, my old friend?
you've got rags and tears and tethers you glued on your feathers and you shift around like you haven't slept in months are you still sore about it?
grab your guns we're going hunting it's a long time comingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.