3 acessos
I can't believe the things you say to me are so boring I can't believe anything you do to me is done sober I can't obtain a sense of patience, and I can't ordain you as my patient, butyou chew away at all my nerves like I'm your servant
I can't sustain it
I sit alone with the others and I blame you talk of your mother and the senseless way she must have raised you I can't let go of this insanity can't blow you off like a dead leaf on a tree you stick around, I hope you get yours soon, you deserve it
I can't sustain it