This time is real, I feel it passing through the telephone, No one is home now, No one is home. These stacks, They keep me down, So I build some
This time is real, I feel it passing through the telephone, No one is home now, No one is home. These stacks, They keep me down, So I build some more.
This time is real, I feel it passing through the telephone, No one is home now, No one is home. These stacks, They keep me down, So I build some more