Letras:
Forgive Durden A Dead Person Breathed On Me

I've got shovels for my hands. Anchors for my legs. Wings jut out my shoulder blades. I can go anywhere. But I can't go anywhere. I'm trapped in a mirror

I've got shovels for my hands. Anchors for my legs. Wings jut out my shoulder blades. I can go anywhere. But I can't go anywhere. I'm trapped in a mirror