we all decide how to draw the line we've all got something to hide stairs of light, crazy pen recite we've all got something to hide well we're gonna
how to draw the line we've all got something to hide stairs suprise glazes of any size we've all got something to hide we've all got something to hide
Übersetzung: Yo La habe ich. Nichts zu verbergen.
it too late to call this off? we could slip away wouldn't that be better? me with nothing to say and you in your autumn sweater I tried my best to hide
gonna mark my words, cross my eyes and stomp my feet Cause I don't want you feeling bad, feeling bad, feeling Worse than you do Well, I'll stand my ground, hide
