P/Panucci's Pizza/Pokemon Cards and an Empty Bottle of Grape Juice
My mattress is getting so lumpy Just the same as last time So I sleep on the side that I always slept on In our prime
The siphon that runs through my heart Keeps running on Empty So I'll see you in winter If only to float upon the dead sea
You're not coming home And I know this But that doesn't mean I'm not alone
I'd take a beautiful mess over nothing at all I'd take a beautiful mess over nothing at allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
