to do, what to do with you and we're on our way tonight It's what to do, what to do with you and we're on our way tonight We dance from the left to
with subtle observations but these symptoms of each sickness are in a line from a certain celebration with deadly contradiction Tell Tale painting hangs from
Do you remember the time? we were sitting in that blood stained room for you? and you turned to me, and you said... how broken bones, they turn you on
Translation: From Aphony. She Runs On Alchohol.
Translation: From Aphony. A Subtle Disconnection.
Translation: From Aphony. Conversation Blackout.
Translation: From Aphony. Fate Loves The Fearless.
Translation: From Aphony. Better Left Unrecognized.
Translation: From Aphony. If I Had The Medium....
what to do, what to do with you and we're on our way tonight It's what to do, what to do with you and we're on our way tonight We dance from the left
