my soul is yours to slowly rip apart I can't trust anyone I meet from now on My chest feels more like a fist wrapped in blood
my soul is yours to slowly rip apart. I can't trust anyone I meet. From now on, my chest feels more like a fist wrapped in blood
Preklad: Silverstein. Fist Balené In Blood.
soul is yours to slowly rip apart. I can't trust anyone I meet. From now on, my chest feels more like a fist wrapped in blood
