leave, you were the one who stole the air for my lungs. The trees grew angry and the sky agreed, so they commissioned the wind to blow you away with the leaves
Traducción: Fake Problems. E ficar deixando como Vida e da Morte.
d leave, you were the one who stole the air for my lungs. The trees grew angry and the sky agreed, so they commissioned the wind to blow you away with the leaves
over, I believe it now I'm washed up. AFTER ARGUMENTS Deathbeds and guarded borders Bedpans and doctors orders Move on and leave the weak behind Back stabs and