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all of those little things i don't want to share i know what i want but it just isn't there and i lie yah i lie we're too tight to tango but not one in the same apprehension is the answer in this unwilling game why try when you can lie i don't think i can hate myself any worse still i grow more comfortable with every verse and i lie yah i lie i don't like to chain to smoke i don't like to think i never liked acid and my clothes do not stink and like an aomeba in my single cell as i spread myself thinner do i choose my hell
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