whoa what a cheap shot oh these games you love to play whoa i?ve seen this all before between the mirror and the door this is the end whoa what a cheap
on it?s my delay oh sing choir boy (give me a reason) sing choir boy (a reason to cry) (one more moment) sing choir boy (a moment to try, give me a reason
white collar this is our digression asking more than they can offer now please allow me to diagnose this here it?s a major lack of empathy for a seeking
Back and forth and here again i?ve finally found a place where i can feel again back and forth and here again i?m waiting for the day when you return
I?m a writer of a language that?s both beautiful and tragic translating on the page every letter?s an admission sentence bringing to fruition things
