We queuing up the tills Wishing for our lives to change Just a piece of something new A taste would keep us sane Hypocrisy in every day Drills a hole
We queuing up the tills, Wishing for our lives to change Just a piece of something new, A taste would keep us sane Hypocrisy in every day, Drills a hole
Käännös: Syöttölaite. Päivät päästään.
: We queuing up the tills, Wishing for our lives to change Just a piece of something new, A taste would keep us sane Hypocrisy in every day, Drills a