: You play these games, baby honestly? It's such a shame, you think you control me. Control my life, and everything around, I've got my feet on solid
: Won't be mistaken with the saints of youth, God's backed up again. I swear, when I scream, we're not home again. Run from your problems, but you cannot
You play these games, baby honestly? It's such a shame, you think you control me. Control my life, and everything around, I've got my feet on solid ground
Won't be mistaken with the saints of youth, God's backed up again. I swear, when I scream, we're not home again. Run from your problems, but you cannot