12 Year Olds Smoking Cigarettes Testo

standing on the outside, faces that are familier, don't say a word to me, so that i can hold it against you, whose kisses felt so real, but silence made us wake. knowing it's all in this mind, i have already cried, can't decide if we should stop, it's impossible, we can't. in a comma surround me, let's think thet don't care, your faces don't comfort me.