this peace I'll self-destruct and die If you don't allow me breathing room Save me from my phobia of failing you again I'll self-destruct and die From
this peace. I'll self-destruct and die, if you don't allow me breathing room. Save me from my phobia of failing you again. I'll self-destruct and die
Tulkojums: Dead Poetic. Self iznīcināt un mirt.
for this peace. I'll self-destruct and die, if you don't allow me breathing room. Save me from my phobia of failing you again. I'll self-destruct and