And now all your love is wasted
Then who the hell was I?'
Cause now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Come on skinny love
Miks ma keelan olla endal õnnelik ? Miks ma tunnen just nii nagu ma tunnen ? See oli tõsiselt imelik, et ma järsku sellise asja osaliseks sain. Mina, sina ? Kes selles süüdi on ?
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