m gonna build a fence To keep inside what little sense The sense of taste, the sense of smell The sense to sit here and feel like hell, feel like hell
gonna build a fence To keep inside what little sense The sense of taste The sense of smell The sense to sit here and feel like hell To feel like hell
Fordítás: Blind Melon. Pokol.
I'm entering a frame bombarded by indecision Where a man like me can easily let the day get out of control Down this far in the quarter I'm pushed hard
I'm entering a frame Bombarded by indecision Where a man like me Can easily let the day get out of control Down this far in the quarter I'm pushed hard
Fordítás: Blind Melon. Hello Goodbye.
Fordítás: Blind Melon. Hello Goodbye-(Hidden Track).
: I'm entering a frame Bombarded by indecision Where a man like me Can easily let the day get out of control Down this far in the quarter I'm pushed
