Описание:
It's just a past occurrence, no more than coincidence.
I've got a past I can't recall…
I've got a life I don't remember at all.
Ways down, beneath the skin.
Beneath my body's gray walls…
Is how I begin to see that nothing's my fault.
I'm doing it now.
At least I know am.
At least I caught myself before I sent this out.
I'm doing it now.
At least I know am.
At least I caught myself before I sent this out.
Into this stupid world that doesn't give a damn.
Oh, what kind of fool do you think I am?
Участник сайта: c 11 декабря 2021 г. 16:14