) we can't wait for.. (we're packing our bags) our bags, too full unloved, we'll lose ourselves we're taking some time why can't you set the trucks
to fall (one month) we'll lose our selves we're taking some time A kiss to send the stress to sunsets and we forget to find a sound to make us move
Fordítás: A Static Lullaby. Nyugodtabb, mint te.
