Paroles de Addicton

addiction, but when you finally did you didn't skip a beat, or alter your inflection. Where do you live? You change your home so fast, I got you penciled in and then you're gone, your hand is out but I've got nothing left to give you, except perhaps some words to get you through this. I'm sick of enabling you and you can sense it, you glance around as if for the cops, whatever you've stolen I won't fence it, you know you're nothing without your props.