But I knew in a sentence
It's not like I dropped the bomb,
on my conscience
It takes fightin' day and night
to make such a good thing die
Out, everyone out
I give too much shit at home
In my heart and mind
It gets me every time
So why do we go
Through all this shit again?
Your eyes are Flutterin'
Such pretty wings.
A moth flyin' into me
The same old flame again
It never ends.
to make such a good thing die
Out, everyone out
I give too much shit at home
In my heart and mind
It gets me every time
So why do we go
Through all this shit again?
Your eyes are Flutterin'
Such pretty wings.
A moth flyin' into me
The same old flame again
It never ends.
TAF
1 comentário:
I wish I could stay on your porch forever! Listen to your voice-colored sea and looking at you while I sat quietly to smoke a cigarette and listen to nature. Only in my dreams that is possible, contemplate the beauty of the perfect life!
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