You wore out your welcome, like you wore me, to the bone. Outside the mood is absent and silence provides no solace. I offer no shelter from the dead
You wore out your welcome, like you wore me down to the bone. Outside the mood is absent and silence provides no solace. I offer no shelter from the dead
Vertaling: Ek vermoor die Prom Queen. Verbintenis dit alles op Swart.
: You wore out your welcome, like you wore me, to the bone. Outside the mood is absent and silence provides no solace. I offer no shelter from the dead
: You wore out your welcome, like you wore me down to the bone. Outside the mood is absent and silence provides no solace. I offer no shelter from the
You wore out your welcome, like you wore me down to the bone. Outside the mood is absent and silence provides no solace. I offer no shelter from the
fashion week and every day I'm pressed clean Detroit's Angel, I even got red wings I'm headed to the ball, me and three prom queens my life's prom night
