Cripple, cripple
Sings in the sun
Underneath a peach tree
Dawn, it's a beautiful image
Cripple, cripple
A starfish said he sang well
Birdgulls fly near him
His charm is unquestionable
Cripple, cripple
Searching for his voice in the skies
Soon the night shall fall
Birdgulls shall die
Fly no more, they will
Cripple, cripple
Hoping for someone to listen to him sing...
Hoping for someone in the after-life
Oh such sorrow
Cripple, cripple
Singing underneath a peach tree
In his garden, in his garden
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só tenho uma coisa a dizer : Omoletes e isqueiros.
ResponderEliminaré para imaginares uma frase, não uma palavra AH
ResponderEliminardeus me livre. eu armar me em emo ? nem penses. e eu até me diverti na aula de desenho .|.
ResponderEliminarcofcof ? fuck you .|.
ResponderEliminarCompletamente x) hoje voltei a pintar o meu de ruivo :D :D ficou awesome xD
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