A source of anger.
A source of need.
A kind of raging.
Sudden i can't see.
He walks on past me.
The fear inside him flow.
A sense of aim created this.
Created the pain.
The same mistakes.
I make the same mistakes again.
Leave it on the table.
Leave it up to him.
Leave it on the table.
Leave it up to him.
A sense of aim created this.
Created the pain.
To run away.
The same mistakes again.
You make the same mistakes again.
You make the same mistakes again.
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 1