how did i up end up this way? ok ok i’m good now i barely knew golden crisp like an apple memory in a capsule that one day in seattle my eyes big blushing red like rosacea i’ll do it if you say so looking up at my halo i feel guilty guilty the streets are made for me you feel me you feel me?
pickup basketball in the summer pickup basketball in the summer my heart hurts it stops and it flutters rollercoaster december do my best to recover i’m so sorryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
