The Wherewithal
to boldy clap in a room full of nothing you never know, it could be one of those poignant evenings museum's locked and it's
long since past closing, you cannot know, you cannot not know what you're knowing what can you do, they're all gone and
we'll go too
the curtain climbs over me every morning i don't know why i'm so immunized against reforming to coldly slap at a face full of
nothing, you never know it could've been one of those looks of long what can you do, they're all gone and we'll go too
long since past closing, you cannot know, you cannot not know what you're knowing what can you do, they're all gone and
we'll go too
the curtain climbs over me every morning i don't know why i'm so immunized against reforming to coldly slap at a face full of
nothing, you never know it could've been one of those looks of long what can you do, they're all gone and we'll go too
Losowe piosenki:
Starter
Half On A Baby
Plastic
Sixteenth Greenthleves
Hammer to Fall
Seven Seas of Rhye
Beware Of The Rampsack
Next Stop Rehab
Kumitissit
Killing In The Name Of