sitting at the beach yeah i was sitting at the beach depression at my fucking feet no resolution, now i'm smoking up these trees sadly, i was looking overhead to find the answer is beneath vision was elucidly overcramped now my father was in the damn camp missing how we got along fuck it time goes fucking on everytime i wrote a song i thought of you and how we bond. - I, I wanted to die x2 Everytime that you cross my mind I never recovered from the last time Everytime I shed a tear I ask myself why I needed you here x2
hatred at peek i'm seeking for feet looking for shore asking for more i have remorse splattered on her door looking for love while i fall to the floor i can not see why she love me i'm sad as can be she stands on her feet i just want love give me all the drugs hand me all above the world is filled with lustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
