| I Hope My Fists Can Fight For Two |
5 okt 13 |
One may think were alright
But we need pills to sleep at night
We need lies to make it through the day
Were not okay
One may think were doing fine
But if I had to lay it on the line
Were losing ground with every passing day
Were not okay
//The Perishers - Pills
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