Paroles de The Flow

I'm bumming around trying to find the flow Window blinds shut, doors locked everywhere I go I'm bumming around trying to find the flow Window blinds shut, doors locked everywhere I go I'm bumming around waiting for the train Sleeping on the cold, cold ground in the pouring rain I'm bumming around waiting for the train Sleeping on the cold, cold ground in the pouring rain Skin and bone a long way from home Skin and bone a long way from home Skin and bone a long way from home