2 acessos
Lick my wounds
There's our
Broke a tooth and made it move me for the star
Caught a bird and did my instant make up art
Loving is a poison is a hologram
Bleeding feet and desert beach in sand
Does it make a difference if the pirate's land
If we put a cider golden privacy
No one will be left behind I guarantee
I guarantee
Trustfully and gracefully I'm lost at sea
Shallow artist don't appear afraid to me
We should roll together to an island I know
We arrange the riddle and we set the core
We set the core