Beth Thornley piosenki

Underneath the clothes we’re wearing, Scars we all carry, some that don’t fade. And they read just like a road map. Time cuts a deep track through skin and vein. But you know everyone falls sometimes Don't they all? You know bridges get burned sometimes...

U run it rich, that carburetor. U gotta open, open that choke. 'Cause when you're here, the air it won't clear. And u just blowin', just blowin' smoke. U got a blue feather bird on a golden swing. It wears a ruby tipped crown but it don't sing. U keep b...