Hope It's Not A Deposit Bottle! testo
You Blew It
Testo
I'll find myself a city to live in.
The seasons are changing,
And I'm glaring at the night
No matter where I'm staying.
And the city sleeps while it's dark in the day time,
And the leaves are dying in this ghost town.
The seasons are changing,
And I'm glaring at the night
No matter where I'm staying.
And the city sleeps while it's dark in the day time,
And the leaves are dying in this ghost town.