Jan 2015
And when the fire dies,
I'll close my weary eyes.
And your words; a *****,
Burying all progress made.
And when it rains, it pours.
40%'s never made me so sore.
I'll close my weary eyes.
And your words; a *****,
Burying all progress made.
And when it rains, it pours.
40%'s never made me so sore.
