Keep your hands to yourself and don't watch me like that. I know you want to, but you can't. Keep your words to your mouth and don't touch me like that. I know I want to, but I can't.
But in the pouring rain, our act of defiance crept up our sheltered skin when blood flowed to warm our hands.
We don't want to do anything we don't have to.
But we are bound (no, more compelled) to be what we have made determined and to do what we have been forbidden
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 1