s original anymore but your riffs are wearin thin fuckin floor it give us all whiplash turn it up to eleven, it's time to thrash! going from rock to fakie
The night comes up i feel so cold Feel your body against my neck I need you love to carry on Would you come back to me again I slept beside you for
Stand beside the stage people cries out loud we gotta chase the favorite sound something that kills the crowd we've been looking for some action and
翻訳: Schnappi. それFaki Fiの.