Looking across the room and I can't respire I got to get out so maybe I should set a fire Holding my tongue and waiting for the perfect reason It's hard when your nerves are down for the season
This all time low it's everything I never wanted Redundant show, they're nagging a hole in my beautiful head This all time low is everything to the slanderous clientele
Shaking a hand and mumbling that it's a pleasure The faces I see are vague and hard to remember Talking of this and that but it's going nowhere They're saying the same words over and over and overTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
