Kristin Asbjornsen piosenki

All theories, like cliches shot to hell, all these small faces looking up, beautiful and believing and believing i wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. i wish to believe but belief is a graveyard. we have narrowed it down to the butcherknife and the...

t's just a slow dayMoving into a slow night It doesn't matter what you do It's just a slow day Moving into a slow night It doesn't matter It doesn't matter what you do Everything just stays the same The cats sleep it off, the dogs don't bark Everything...