Atreyu |
Her skin is like paper,
ready to be ripped apart...
I walk down the street
destination: someplace/nowhere...
I want to be alone
just you and me...
I walk down the street
destination: someplace/nowhere...
Her skin is like paper,
ready to be ripped apart...
Dear Friend,
I cant believe the year is over. I dont want to...
I wake up in the morning,
Do I dare say a word...
*you wanted the | | b e s t | | - it wasnt me |
You taught my heart a sense I never knew I had |
She fell in love took some risks, now all shes left with are his music discs |