Текст песни




I couldn't find a blank page to start your letter
Like I'd even have the words to say to help you feel better
Been by myself
Making help
Clearing shelves
Blaming elves
Buying rounds
Grinding grounds
Stirring hell
Sugar spell
In my smell
Showing tell
Betting you on myself
I'm not ready for the spring to go outside
Empty lot that cut the trees down to make more lines
Been by myself
Making help
Clearing shelves
Blaming elves
Buying rounds
Grinding grounds
Stirring hell
Sugar spell
In my smell
Showing tell
Betting you on myself



Авторы: Alexander Stanilla



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