Dodano: 17 MAJA 2011
Too late, this is not the answer
I need to pack it in
I can't pull your heart together
With just my voice alone
A thousand shards of glass
I came to meet you and
You cut the piece out of me
And as you ripped it all apart
That's when I turned to watch you
And as the light in you went dark
I saw you turn to shadow
Czy cieszenie się jest infantylne? Sprawy trudne są dojrzałymi, cały ból i cierpienie bla bla. Ale czy szczęście. Czy szczęście jest infantylne?
