So you waisted, all this time
Catching luck, that keeps just fassing by
You can see it, in my eyes
I will stand by you, as long as you don’t mine
pried:
When there’s nothing left to you
Look on the damble without the true
So you waisted, all this time
Catching luck, that keeps just fassing by
You can see it, in my eyes
I will stand by you, as long as you don’t mine
pried:
When there’s nothing left to you
Look on the damble without the true
