Everything is intricate But being is so empty I've become dismantled Green with age and envy Where did all these cries Come for from the first Giving stimulation Projecting dying thirst
This knowledge is but vague This answer is then clear This safety is not working You must then reappear There is no punctuation There is no chapter two No appeal of sentence Yet so much new to do
If you loved me so much Would I make it worth your while? I'm smothered by your touch I am bruised to have your style In the rarest form, you're pure Most common in the leer My knuckles are still bloody From wanting to be here My knuckles are still bloody From wanting to be here
The aroma is still heady From wanting to be near My knuckles are still bloody From wanting to be here Wanting to be here Wanting to be here Wanting to be here
Aunt Walter has left home Bobby doesn't remember Where he left his tractor Aunt Walter wants attention I'm losing my patience Leave me alone, leave me alone Crayons are melting Teardrops are ice, spinning, spinning Breath like an alley exhaust fan (J.P.)
Wanting to be here Wanting to be here Wanting to be here
In the rarest form, you're pure Most common in the leer In the rarest form, you're pure Most common in the leer In the rarest form, you're pure Most common in the leerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
