Flake Testo

Testo Flake

Me and Sandy are in loveWe sleep together and we share our clothes
And I'm still flipping inside when she smiles
We light these candles, stay up, split some candy, drink some wine
She made me do it
'There's nothing to it
Just try for me it - takes us to the stars'
Now there's nothing further from you
Now she's gone, I'm on my own
My trembling hands have no where to go
So apathetic was our dismise
I'll take a cheeseburger, ketchup, chocolate shake and greasy fries
She made me do it
It's nothing new, it
Defines the reason - to be what you are
Man, there's no one better for you
Go,
Flake out
Run away
And take your stupid face with you
There's nothing to it, either
Save it,
Don't come back for me
You're wrong about me dying here,
It's not like I'll be waiting
Artisti per lettera
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
Privacy Policy
Privacy & Cookie Policy