For answers, address your questions to the mirror because I'm losing it. Failure has grown to feel just like a standard that we never set. When is "Enough now." enough? When do you admit that you're done? Because god only knows what they'll say about me when the curtains have finally drawn. I guess you wanted better, than the windiest winter that I can remember. I think you deserve better, than the loneliest kid north of West Hartford Center What would you risk knowing yo'd slip?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.