bow down when you could be rising up. . We're alone we're all * sons. Been cast aside by the world above. We practice dark arts and open casket love. . We're alone we're all * sons
Bài hát High - YoungRisingSons. Inside my heart there's an empty nest (empty nest). a heavy hate on a hollow chest (hollow chest). Soft spoken like a disease . is the way to incomplete me. Can you
Bài hát Habits(Tove Lo Cover) - YoungRisingSons. I eat my dinner in my bathtub. Then I go to *** clubs. Watching freaky people gettin' it on. It doesn't make me nervous. If anything I'm restless
There is a house down in new orleans. Down in the vieux carre. A house they call the rising sun. Where love and money are made. My father he was a gambler. Mother died when I was young. And
