nattens låt


I tried to be perfect, but nothing was worth it.
I don't believe it makes me real, I thought it'd be easy.
But no one believes me, I meant all the things I said.

Sum 41 - pieces.

Kommentarer

Kommentera inlägget här:

Namn:
Kom ihåg mig?

E-postadress:

URL:

Kommentar:

Trackback