time can take so much to believe in. wish me luck, let me remember. and it scares me to know that one day i wont be haunted by your ghost (stay with
And God help the man who says If you'd have known me when Old haunts are for forgotten ghosts Old haunts are for forgotten ghosts Cherry bomb, your
the top of the head But it can get out of hand so I gotta stop before it spreads I gotta let every lo-lita know that loose lips sink ships And she needs
sh-t, couldn’t agree with you more if you were to say my f-cking sh-t doesn’t stink, shady f-cking aftermath boy the ship doesn’t sink it just floats
