Mom says it doesn’t matter If no one else can see Take time alone Get out of the tree
There are things to some whom So treat them as such No need to look through others Don’t value that too much
Brother says I shouldn’t suffer With no need to We latch around Don’t touch the ground I want to find the new [nude]
These wise things come from every mouth That says edit well Select and run with what you get And let the wise things swell
So the frost of all the love [low] Has showed me Take some clothes from everyone Mum, dad, brother, sister, friend. Mum, dad, brother, sister, friend. Mum, dad, brother, sister, friend. Mum, dad, brother, sister, friend…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
