Art, Love and Lyrics

She's late,    (it's half past eight) but she doesn't know... she's a late bloomer,    (it's half past eight) but you...

I am sad and for that I write I am sad about things that cannot be undone I am sad because of I things of my past I am sad because ...

Girl, this is fucking insane A game with no end How far do you wanna go? Oh no no no How is it possible I though things where going ...

She's my chaooooooos She's like that red light You want to cross She's my chaooooooos She makes me give in Even in my th...

Oh my my my, today was hard So, honey, let me start. I'll tell you all about my day (breath) It was tough It was cold And I re...