Текст песни December Wolves - Time Flies When You Wish You Were Dead
December Wolves - Time Flies When You Wish You Were Dead слова песни
The yellow lines are beaten, so celebrate this a day we both believe.A warm black Wednesday sign said don`t give up,so celebrate this day we both conceive,Believe it or not, this acting gem is the bad guy.But time is short, months are depleting, he`s gonna die.I`m getting worse.Bubbles melt down the windshield, `til you wipe it clean.Turn it off!close your eyes or turn around, just don`t look at the screen!The huamn bird still singin`, believe it or not,from a gem braided with beads.A freezing Friday said don`t hurt yourself,but you can take this the heart I will not need.Not staring back into this pile of charismatic crumbs.The worse I get, the more normal I seem to become.