letra de sporus in theatre - rifles at recess
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i slipped on the noose left hanging from the wrists of boys who held every ounce of
sadness they could summon to sleep and draw dreams that streamed down their faces.
the seats are empty and eyes are frozen, cut me from this tree called time and put
me back on the shelf until i can smile again. the fathers of comp-ssion have left me
thier b-st-rd son orphaned in houses of wind where we both sit and cry as we rip out
the last page of every book we ever called a lover.
letras aleatórias
- letra de s'eho hasei (σ’ έχω χάσει) - xaxakes
- letra de malhão 3.0 - diabo na cruz
- letra de dirty dancer - turph kako
- letra de what is she wearing - cate le bon & bradford cox
- letra de where's my machine gun? - the singing loins
- letra de keep your cool (feat. priest da nomad & k-cromozone) - seezmics
- letra de hasta siempre pueblo lindo - el cruce
- letra de show "boom" cover - kofi mole
- letra de one by one - yda
- letra de fear - amaroun