call her name It's as if the ocean swallowed the city lights that we fell in love with Paralyzed and paranoid, we withdraw the hands we held This is
foul in this duck season We add odds till we even motherfucker Bad asses, high times, lower classes Taste mine, straight shots in dirty glasses Bring it to him, room
Translation: The Bled. Nothing We Say Leave This Room.
in this duck season We add odds till we even motherfucker Bad asses, high times, lower classes Taste mine, straight shots in dirty glasses Bring it to him, room
call her name. It's as if the ocean swallowed the city lights that we fell in love with. Paralyzed and paranoid, we withdraw the hands we held. This
