Testo di Fotzepolitic

They're young girl's dreams True some do it and shoot Like the penny-lit stars What I was just rude Like the scary hairs on our singing hoof Like the scary hairs on our singing hooves They move A family fool, but it's you I can swoon inside me Then you? Ll accept my things A coloured star, but I feel strong Luck when bound lonely to Lars When I'm empty headed See 'n saw bounce me back to you? Will you? See 'n saw bounce me back to you? Will you? Oh will you? My dreams are low, they're sick and must be drossed They're young girl? S dreams See 'n saw bounce me back to you? Will you? See 'n saw bounce me back to you? Will you? Oh will you? See 'n saw bounce me back to you See 'n saw bounce me back to you See 'n saw bounce me back to you Will you? See 'n saw bounce me back to you See 'n saw bounce me back to you See 'n saw bounce me back to you Will you