Hostile thoughts of contentment
Beckoning for the worst
Tell me it’s all in my head
It dictates my life
To wish I was beneath this world
To die whilst my heart’s still beating
Each morning, the sun still rises
But one day I’ll stop breathing
Yet not matter what I say or do
My vices makes me stay this way
Yet no matter what I say or do
I cannot live another day
Nazi Dentist еще тексты
Оценка текста
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 1