Walking on a cloud of uncertainty I was something else Tissues and one hand on my mouse Waiting for my mom to FaceTime But then my Wi-Fi cut out
Thinking bout the bad days And the easy ones I still feel guilty about Oh, this cabin fever ain't the same As when I lived alone
Put my hands On someone's other line Hear my voice Like it was the first time
My tear just dropped My skin is dry
Another innocent drive Mysterious time Another innocent drive Mysterious time
My innocence dried My innocence dried My innocence dried My innocence dried My innocence dried My innocence dried My innocence dried My innocence driedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
