Tell me a story
Fill it with lies
I need a quick escape
Tell me I'm okay
Tell me I'm fine
Distort reality
Weakened with thought of trepidation
I'm scared.
The sky is falling on my head
A road with perspective
A road with no blame
I choose to travel light
Same destination unscheduled stop
It's engine trouble
I'm calling on power, wealth, and fame
But miracles are not for sale
The sky is falling on my head
Could you lend me a hand
Someone please help me lift it
Этот текст прочитали 365 раз.