Another sentimental argument and bitter love fucked without a kiss again and dragged it trough the mud yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone the worry rock has turned to dust and fallen on our pride.
A knocked down dragged out fight fat lips and open wounds another wasted night and no one will take the fall
Where do we go from here? and what did you do with the directions? promise me no dead end streets, and I'll gurantee we'll have the road.
A knocked down dragged out fight fat lips and open wounds another wasted night and no one will take the fall
Another sentimental argument and bitter love fucked without a kiss again and dragged it trough the mud
Where do we go from here? and what did you do with the directions? promise me no dead end streets, and I'll gurantee we'll have the road. and I'll gurantee we'll have the road. and I'll gurantee we'll have the road.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
