The further I run or hide, I fall closer in love.
On a legal high - like birdsong.
I'm told to marry, share wealth, ***** and a home.
Or what's the point living?
Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 3:52 AM UTC
The further I run or hide, I fall closer in love.
On a legal high - like birdsong.
I'm told to marry, share wealth, ***** and a home.
Or what's the point living?
