Sweet words with fingers crossed. They seem so easy for you,. Between the lines I see through you,. But we're so whatever You're gone and I feel lost. In all, in all these games. With blurry eyes
We built this city with our hands. And called it broken promise land. I heard the whispers on the wind. They told me how all this would end Pick a point on the horizon. Don't stop until it's gone.
Playground '95, here where you read me blind. Cowboys, pistols, and a Little Princess. Vain Hope to snatch a Piece of the pie. Though i claim a streak of your shine. I stick to my Guns. And I'm t
