did you think if i was dead i'd give up trying? caught in the wake of almost crying and i thought you had a lot of nerve but you don't feel that much sessions of confessions, a body for a crutch i'll tell you one thing, if you want to know something somewhere out there is a dutch man smoking a tired old drunk, warning coraliza
you're up all night with your bottle of rum i'm asleep in my room with my molten tongue did you hear what i said when you turned your shoulder? a whistle you hear, playing dead, you could roll over you dry out your hair and you flush through your eyes pictures of your man, and paranoid crimes
the little i can do i don't know how [whip the other and sock it, get us into a row] all the prince's lovers couldn't fit the slipper even the one worn by your mother, coraliza
you're up all night with your bottle of rum i'm asleep in my room with my molten tongue i'm not one of your older men, coraliza i'm asleep again i'm not one of your older men, coralizaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
