1959
You smell like asparagusBut we´ll leave that behind us
Like a dead president
Or the place where I went
Last summer
I don´t remember it´s name
And they all look the same
When the sun doesn´t shine
But the drinks where fine
Last summer
Losowe piosenki:
Blood On The World's Hands
Race
Shanghaid
Wake Of The Christian Knights
Had A Dad
So Good To Feel Real
I Know