CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Fullmoon

Squeaky noise


This was different

This was different

This was different

This was different

I just seem too be at my self when I was just after that same felt I'm not I'm not
What ever the cards are dealt I'm just im just what I have to think im not melt im well But smell the wet feeling they can't fell this as i could tell no hell but we'll I'm honestly
Looking off in this this well might just bring
What I must and mail when your not looking I look at you like a female im f**king clawing my way out what's felt
Just like everyonе I'm in hell