A SINGER MUST DIE
[in Poland]
’What’s known today was known at twelve as well
The place is not made for you
We enter a demolition zone
And we’ll be chilled to the bone
Some have worked, some have loved in the fallow land’
’I don’t care I can pay for what you dream about
The mediocrity of your ideal
You don’t care you can lie for what you dream about
The skill to love is for us very usual’
’Never seen the dolls before
I’m a rolling clown
Dad I’m putting on
Your big leather glove’
MyGen Profile GeneratorGenerate your own contact table!