I've been lazy, I've not waited for you Nature's hasty and Lord knows so am I Six months inside, Wandsworth's finest landmark My patience has died, first
Love is like a window pane The sun shines in, but it stops the rain They say that love is blind To me this is so true The day the world turned blue A
Fordítás: Gén. Valahol a világon.
Fordítás: Gén. Igazság Rest Your Head.
Why don?t you build yourself any higher temple of flesh? These grounds are disgusting, but your pores are starving maybe we can feed off of conversation
Caught you looking at my reflection This is not the way we procreate Give me something else than affection Swollen suffering fantasy of hate You're
