I make the most of all this stress I try to live without regrets Consider me destroyed I don't know how to act, 'cause I lost my head Caught in a nightmare, can't wake up If you hear my cry Running through the streets I'm about to freak Come and rescue me - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
No flower blooms without struggle Even the most beautiful, precious things That can shine through the darkness End up withering, fading away We all know, But I can change that, my fate
And you're looking s-s-summertime fine Through all this rain, through all this pain, I feel the same I got vacation eyes And I'm gonna have 'em for the rest of my life This that me and you euphoria
★ lakhely ★ :
Staten Island
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★ idézet ★ :
" That's the choice. I love him, with all that, because of all that. On purpose. I love him on purpose. "
Kezdőlap
