CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Thirty
I'll never be anyone's best friend cause I don't know how to let them in
But I might hide behind a song or two
I'm tired of death, I'm tired of love, too
Today a friend asked if I could carry his casket
But I hope I never have to
Because I don't know how to deal with death and I don't know what comes after
When we go to sleep
I'm tired of death, I'm tired of love, too
But I might hide behind a song or two
I'm tired of death, I'm tired of love, too
Today a friend asked if I could carry his casket
But I hope I never have to
Because I don't know how to deal with death and I don't know what comes after
When we go to sleep
I'm tired of death, I'm tired of love, too