is child sized, i can't shake the thought of giving
sometimes, we all need a taste of the seasons
but lately i just want a chance to break even
science is something i left under the stairs worn at the corners, it's the gray in my hair this science is one thing i know i'll leave there too heavy to carry, we don't even care
but i'll make our bed below these ceiling lights
i could build it all if the sand was stone turn this iron rust into nickel chrome i would build it all but i'm out of sticks, made this makeshift nest and i hope it fitsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
