Randy's House کے بول

I've got a rotten apple core feeling Dying like a living ghost Now I'm lying on the ground not making a sound Thinking of you the most And I hope that our candles flicker and die So that our hearts don't burn to The ground Down, down just like Randy's house When you kissed me on the cheek with a gun I became a setting sun Now you're heading west bound while I'm lying on the ground Thinking that you were the one And I hope our candles flicker and die So that our hearts don't burn to the ground Down, down just like Randy's house And I hope that our candles flicker and die So that our hearts don't burn to the ground Down, down just like Randy's house