суббота, 24 сентября 2011
Новая песня паники *_*
Just a dime store poet
Keeping pace, talking his face blue
To dollar store tramps, to get a glance
A new chance at you
Walk past the dance floor
That’s always been a dear friend of mine
Сuckold and concubines
Dancing in 4/4 time
@темы:
music is my boyfriend