I've been spoiled rotten Every thought I've authored has curdled Not everything is poetry but I can't convince you of that I've been drawn and quartered
Tulkojums: Katru reizi, es Die. Guitared Un Feathered.
I?ve been spoiled rotten Every thought I?ve authorized had curdled Not everything is poetry but I can?t convince you of that I?ve been drawn and quartered