sittin' in the car in front of you. Ask him to pass it along, too If we all drive 25. We're getting nowhere. If we all drive 75. We'll get there faster. If we all drive 105. We'll get to heaven on
Bài hát The District Sleeps Alone Tonight - Birdy. Smeared black ink. Your face is ashen and I'm barely listening. To last demands. I'm staring at the asphalt wondering. What's buried underneath
Oh in a little district in negbourhood people moving swift like they think. They should a word from your mouth, your lights get knocked out, a glass to. Your lips and later you move and slip, and
