Автор: Mr. Strange

They can say what they say I just want you to believe But these clouds are still dark I have

I wish that I was eighteen, To do all the things, You read in a magazine, I’m not saying I

I can refresh you So can a holiday You got me thinking that we could run away You are my

[5SOS] I woke up in the place we started Your clothes on the floor in that old apartment I never

Within a minute I was all packed up I’ve got a ticket to another world I don’t wanna go I

You look so beautiful No one but me knows you’re insane I feel so damn pathetic My friends just don’t

I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted I thought about our last kiss, how

Время только внутри больно круги нарезает. Что бы ты сделал, если б мог вернуться назад? Знаешь, я счастлив, что такого

What ya gonna do child when your thoughts are movin’ slow find another to show you where to go you’ll