Jaill
Baby I
Baby, I hope to make that change
Not be fucked in the head
You can see my face twitch so I must not be dead
Baby, I've never been displaced
Trading outburst and angst
And I look at at you, I'm looking age
Baby, I'm going to take my time
Race these stars 'round my mind
You can pull me out alive with stars in my eyes
We put on aprons and pale house knives
But I've got you locked up in my basement alive
You'd offer my anything to say goodnight
From Letras Mania