I ended the book that I'm writing. The part about you I'm tearing it out. A simple goodnight, stop fighting, There's nothing left to even read about.
If I can't crawl inside of you, I'm laughing with a broken face I stumble across my self esteem. But to picture the pleasure is making me want my space
Have you ever been so lonely, No one there to hold? Pull me in or disown me, And then climb inside. My arms are open wide. Have a look inside. It is
the tic tock clock lies Goldilocks What a sick enchanted view Of the white blot sin that we all began not the girl that I once knew. Blue Sunshine Ive
White kitchen walls with a thousand windows Turn on Winston in the den And I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano When you make breakfast after 10
It would simply say everything if you would take a pen and write my name on a friend who never cared to let me in. Then take a fast ravine that for
If I can't crawl inside of you I'm laughing with a broken face I stumble across my self-esteem But to picture the pleasure is making me want my space
Tercüme: Mavi Ekim. Cevap.
