dirt on the window is showing I should have drawn something instead The dirt on the window is showing I should never have written my name The dirt on the window
windows are playing their game Where I won't see outside again Til I write all the fog away I'm putting words in their place Between me and the window
Vertimas: Finger Eleven. Langų Daina.
the windows are playing their game Where I won't see outside again Til I write all the fog away I'm putting words in their place Between me and the window
like he stopping for gas I'm a pluck him, yay This had to be his most unlucky, lucky day 2 brothers come out of 7 Eleven in army wear and stand there
her bra Took off her pants You know that I saw A wick-wick-wack (B) Get On The Mic One, two Right about now I'd like to dedicate a song Out to my
