I need a new name a blank reality life in the fast lane ain't quite meant for me it feels like a crime in this century is it just me going through
Strange times
Here's to the fearless in the strangest times marching on sleepless holding up faith and signs while I choke on my teeth in my dreams every night I'm going through
Strange times
Times are getting weirder Is it just me I used to see clearer always thinking free seems like a dream now Sitting on this ball among seven point five billion alike how lonely can I feel in these
Strange times why don't you pass by give me back my lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
