الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
Before you I was living
In my silver fish kitchen
Fruit fly clouds breathing
No hope no religion
A nightmare on
Hazlitt Road
I was too young
Too weak from the road
Too proud for help
Too scared to grow
Out of my depth
And out of control
I was so lonely then
Living in Slow Motion
Breathless corrosion
