re such a mess You can learn not to confess You will not find it in me Simply because I can't Wake up and find it in me I'm in a coma You will not find
apathy You're such a mess You can learn to confess You will not find it in me Simply because I can't Wake up and find it in me I'm in a coma You will
Tulkojums: Mūza. Koma.
Went out to feed the cattle And to my surprise My lawn was full of bodies Just a gatherin' up the flies A big ol' jet liner Had dropped from out of the
