Wake up in New York City. Lying on the floor. Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah. You gonna know my name by the end of the night, well Bright
I don't need another taste of your lips,. To know I'm home when we're lying here like this,. The world could end today, the sun could just fall,. Here in this bed we've made, we're safe from it all
Bài hát 365 Days - ZZWard. Your clothes out on the blacktop. Scattered suits on the street. Frames and broken pictures in the mid-September heat. We set these nights on fire. So hot, we burned it
