face these things when they're dead issues Moments take each others place Born and forgotten the same way Hey, I'll pay to to cut me out A blower of hot
come, dear Leave all the days behind that made you run. I sure forget the days that you told me to I was such a waste when I cut myself out Now the
these things when they're dead issues Moments take each other's place Born and forgotten the same way Hey, I'll pay you to cut me out A blower of hot
face these things when they're dead issues Moments take each others place Born and forgotten the same way Hey, I'll pay to to cut me out A blower of
Übersetzung: John Frusciante. Cut Myself Out.
Übersetzung: John Frusciante. Ausschneiden.
