Testo Little Girls Pointing And Laughing
Alessandra Amoroso, il concerto è già sold out
I still can remember what you did. Your eyes full of discomfort, bare foot in a public washroom. Spill on me your nostalgia like warm water and cataracts that that fell behind self conscious eyes. Hurt so good through ivory rain and cut throat soap box derby racers. I want you to ruin me.